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My Life In Surreal Colors
2015-04-09 01:02:37 (UTC)

My best friend.

My Soul Mate.
My Wife.
My Lover.
My better half.
My reason to keep breathing.

She is probably one of the most amazing women I know. Unlike me, sha takes shit from no one. Her days consist of kicking ass, taking names and being mommy.

We met in high school. It was my senior year, although I'm pretty sure we met inadvertently before then. My penguin was her goldfish. But we sat together at lunch, had most of the same friends, talked quite a bit during lunch. That was as far as our friendship went. She found out she was pregnant around the time that I moved. We didn't get much closer until around my 20th birthday when I came down to visit. I honestly don't remember what it was that caused us to get so close but thank the universe for that. It was on this trip that I realized what had been going on with my penguin. And I let it go. I didn't care. My best friend was happy and that was fine with me. I will not lie and say that some mean thoughts never crossed my mind, I'm only human after all.

Me being at her house was the first time I met Momma.

Now Momma is a strong willed, opinionated and loving woman. She told me right away just to call her Momma and not to worry about her real name. She took me in as one of her own from the moment we were introduced. The day after I had met her she had gotten into a fight with her husband and somehow us 3 had started talking about men. She looked me straight in the eyes and "Men are only good for one thing, and most of them aren't even good at that". To this day I have not heard truer words. Now mind you, this woman has known me for maybe 24 hours. She then looked between me and my best friend and told us that she would pay for the two of us to get married. We could go and sleep with whoever we wanted and all that shit but then come home at night and have all the benefits of married life.

We still talk about it all the time. It drives her fiance nuts. But men come and go, even the ones that promise they won't, I'll be here til the end of time.

There are plenty of days where my best friend thinks she can't continue anymore, where she thinks it will never stop raining on her. Love, the prettiest rainbows come after the worst storms. <3




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