I don’t have a best friend. Sounds a little pathetic as a stand-alone
statement. Don’t get me wrong, I have friends- I have a lot of friends- but if
someone were to ask me “Who is your best friend?” I wouldn’t have an answer for
them.
See, in my opinion, a best friend is someone that you could
do anything with (even if it’s just sitting watching tv or driving in the car)
and it would feel like time well spent. You don’t ever feel anxious that you
are bothering them because you know that they love spending time with you as
much as you love spending time with them. A best friend is the person you call
up just to talk, and no matter how much you have talked recently, you can find more
to talk about.
My mom was the person I told absolutely everything to – I called
her every day on my lunch break just to tell her about my day, and usually I
would spend the whole lunch hour on the phone with her. She knew all the details
about my job, my coworkers, my in-laws, my ward calling, and I knew all about
her life too. On days that I didn’t have work or got off early I would go spend
that extra time with her. We planned bridal or baby showers for friends and family
members, we came up with ideas for table decorations for ward functions or wedding
receptions. My favorite days were when we would go get a Diet Dr. Pepper and
Diet Coke from McDonald's and drive around, seeing places she used to live and when
we were feeling adventurous, we would find a street we had never been down
before and drive down it.
289 days ago, I lost my best friend to cancer and it has
been the hardest, loneliest and yet most love filled 289 days of my life. I
have amazing friends that show an immeasurable amount of love and support and
that is something I will forever be grateful for – because even though I lost
my best friend – I haven’t lost any support or felt any less love in my life.
