The other day I got together with my best friend (who was also one of my roommates) from college. I had not seen her in over 3 years, but the last time hardly counts since it was her wedding day and she had other things on her mind besides me (go figure!).
She is one of the few people that I can be totally and completely "me" with. In other words, she still loves me even if I don't try to sugar-coat my bitchy, crabby, grouchy self. When we get together now or talk on the phone, there's no awkward pauses, we pick right up where we left off. Even if that means just catching up on General Hospital or on which of our friends have gotten married or had babies.
Our lives have changed a lot since college (hers more than mine, admittedly), but it's relaxing to be those girls again. And it's nice to hear her dad say that I haven't changed a bit, that I look like I could be coming from class (maybe it was the t-shirt?). In truth, I look better now than I did then, which isn't bragging, it's just a fact (whoever let me go 22 years without introducing me to eyebrow wax really ought to be shot).
Anyway, the point of this post is that she's the best, and I hope we can make it through the next 10 years as good of friends as we've been these last ones.