Happy Birthday! (I Said It First!)
It is 11:59P.M. on Monday, August 3rd, 2020 and despite all of the crazy things going on in my life right now, I need to take a moment to shoutout my absolute favorite person, my best friend, and my rock.
Over the past fifteen years, the two of us have been stuck together like glue. It’s hard to think that when we first met, we hated each other, I didn’t know you, and you didn’t know me, and at the time we didn’t want to know each other. All we knew was that we were stuck sitting on the crappy school bus together whether we liked it or not.
Moving away to Canada in 2007 didn’t keep us apart. New friends and lovers came and went but, in the end, we always wound up right back at square one. I guess no one else can deal with your weirdness like I do- but you could probably say the same to me. Distance is never easy, in fact, it’s really, really fucking hard… but through all of the bullshit, you’re always there for me when I need you the most.
Four months, 1 week, and 5 days ago you were sitting at home in Canada talking me through one of the hardest nights of my life. Earlier that day, we said that we would start putting money to the side, hoping for the best and preparing for the worst should anything happen to my mom… but I don’t think we realized that tragedies don’t happen when you’re prepared for them. They happen when they’re ready, and they happen when you’re at your least prepared.
Still, that didn’t stop you. Never once did you tell me “I can’t do this” or “maybe we shouldn’t go through with this trip” even with Covid-19 starting to catch fire. I gave you an out and you refused to take it. Every step of the way you told me we could do this; we would find a way to make it work… and we did.
We might’ve gone through just about every letter in the alphabet when plans ABCDE didn’t work but, the most important thing is that you got here in the end. Now, thanks to Covid-19 two weeks has turned into four months, 1 week, and 6 days, and it has been both a blessing and a curse. When I told you that I wasn’t happy at my new job- the one that had me working such long hours I would leave in the mornings, come home late, and not have a single second for myself, you saw how miserable I was. You saw me struggling to make it through, and you gave me the permission that I couldn’t give myself in order to quit and seek out something that I could live with. You gave me the strength I needed to come back to Gigi’s, a place where I felt comfortable in one of the most uncomfortable and hardest times in my life.
A time in which I do not know if I would’ve been able to make it through if you weren’t with me.
The past four months have been a wild ride, and I wouldn’t trade them for the world. So, let’s keep going on adventures and making the best of a not-so-great situation.
I love you mostest.
-Sky
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