Thursday, March 28, 2013

You'll Always Be My Best Friend


Everyone gets a soul mate. I got lucky: mine ended up being my best friend. Regardless what happens in life, the person who gets me better than anyone will be around as my sister from another mister.

Melanie, like myself, is an absolute goof. We can live miles apart and still manage to pick up exactly where we left off the last time we were together. We've stuck together through personal tragedy to celebrating each others' great achievements. I think if you can find one person, just one, who loves you regardless of your mess ups, your flukes and neurosis, then you'll be set despite whatever else life throws at you.

She's one of my most trusted confidants, my partner-in-crime, she's the first person I pitch story ideas to.




"That's just money out of the pocket I don't have."
-Mel 

I met Melanie at a housing seminar when we were both Theater freshman at Cornish. We clicked instantly but didn't have a chance to hang out until our sophomore year. Thank. God. For. Melanie. I was about at my breaking point with my schoolwork and classmates. I had no real friends at school, I'd just gone through a horrible split with a good friend from high school and I was living alone for the first time. I would not be where I am today if it were not for her friendship, I would not have made it through the emotional and physical hell that was college if it was not for her, I would not still be writing.


(After I'd started losing weight through working out)
Mel: Kiri... don't get to thin.
Kiri: Melanie... I've had three pieces of cake today.

 I realize I'm having a total love-fest on this girl right now, but I cannot stress how much having just one extremely supportive person in my life has kept me in the light. So if you have that person in your life, whether they're your spouse, your SO, your friend, your sister, your brother--hold onto that person. Tell them you love them today.

Yesterday was the first time we'd really had a chance to hang out and be ridiculous since after we road-tripped to Spokane for my brother's funeral and frankly, it was the exact therapy I needed. Breakfast at Portage Bay because they do week-day breakfast AND cater to our crappy dietary restrictions (Mel also can't have dairy or gluten among a few other allergies), walked around Greenlake (it's puppy and baby palooza during the day, we got to pet so many adorable dogs), worked out with the kinect and then curled up with Thai food, some gluten free cookies and watched some ridiculously mindless tv. 

Some people do well in group therapy, some people make progress with a psychologist, but me? I need a day free from responsibility with my best friend. That's what keeps me going. That's what makes even the worst days bearable.

Mel: I think you're awesome... IYF.
Kiri: You mean FYI?

Melanie, thank you for putting up with my crazy. For knowing when I need to talk even when I don't say it. Thank you for being my best friend.

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