Dear Laura, Nine days ago you and I decided we'd start a little weekly letter to each other on our blogs. Even though we chat every single day, all day long via messages and we catch up on the phone on a regular basis whilst one is cooking and the other is cleaning, or dealing with cats, because, you know, being a cat mum is pretty bloody important. Even though you know every detail there is to know about my life and I know pretty much everything there is to know about yours, we thought it might be a nice feature to tie our lives together in the online world.
Nine days ago I wondered what trivial thing I'd have to write about in time for the weekend deadline we had set ourselves. Probs something like life being really unpredictable and let's come up with a plan to gain control of our lives, this is pretty much something we talk about every week anyway.
The thing is I'm a little bit lost for words at the moment, I'm struggling to string together the simplest of sentences. I've made three cups of tea since starting this post, I mention this to show how long it's taking me to write this letter however I think it only proves that I officially have a problem with tea again.
Instead of writing a letter to you about what's currently on my mind, thoughts that I can't really put onto paper right now, I thought I'd just ramble on about our friendship.
I can't remember a time when you weren't a significant, immeasurable part of my life.
We have sent 63,809 messages on Facebook messenger, considering that I fled FB for two years only to return a few months ago, it's pretty bloody impressive. The message history shows cries of help, whoops of excitement, a whole wedding planned, new jobs, old jobs, new cats, new cars, new clothes and old waist lines.
It shows the growth of your inspirational, strong, relationship with your husband and the demise of a few of my relationships. Oops.
It shows our aspirations, hopes, dreams and goals as well as a few heart breaking "I don't think I can do this." or "Something has to give..." and the most painful of all "I just can't."
“Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.” —Unknown
I've always said you're so much more than my best friend, I can't really put a label on what I would call you. You're my waffle.
You're the only person I spoke completely honestly to during my time in hospital, I never had to stay strong in front of you. "What if I don't make it Waffle? What then?" I asked you in the dead of night when everyone else was asleep. "That's not an option." You replied.
"I don't think I can do this anymore, I don't think I can deal with any more tests, I don't want to spend my life in hospital, I don't want to be poked and prodded anymore. I've had enough Waffle." I said one day.
"You're one of the strongest people I know, you can do this." You reassured me.
Your belief in my strength made me strong.
I am so unbelievably lucky to have you in my life, I love you so much and I hope you know that. I hope that I'm a pillar of strength to you in your times of need as you are to me.
I wish that you would see yourself the way that I see you, in fact, the way that everyone around you sees you. This beautiful, empowered, confident, strong woman who is so kind hearted, good natured, clever and lovely. You inspire and motivate me every single day and for that I can't thank you enough.
Our lives have scarily been entwined over the past three years, with life lessons hitting us at the same time, job changes, business start ups and general life experiences. I can't wait to see what the future holds for us. <3
Thank you for being all that you are.
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