Maybe it isn't as big of a deal as I think. I clocked into work this morning and rec'd an email message that my very bestest friend was on her way to Texas. I never got to say goodbye.
We are sisters that were seperated at birth. She always gave me a hug when I wasn't feeling well, always sending me flowers when I was in the hospital, always pushing me and telling me that I can be a nurse.
I don't know if her hubby is home yet from Iraq, but I'm guessing he's coming home soon. The way the email sounded like she had 24 hours to get there to meet his plane. I left a message on her voice mail but haven't heard from her. She's the only person (and the perpetrator) who knows my secrets. I can always go to visit her in Texas but school is starting in Jan. and of course I want to give them their space to get, shall I say, reaquainted. They've been married for 3 years and have lived together for only 5 months.
I've been crying all day. I have other good friends, but none of them share the same likes and dislikes as she and I did. I didn't even get a chance to wish her luck. When we went to S Korea to visit her husband her and I barely knew each other. We found out after 28 hours on a plane that we were made from the same mold.
I didn't even get a chance to tell her my good news about school and my apt. No one else I know is going to spend hours and hours in a bookstore and Victoria's Secret without complaining.
Think I'll go to bed and try calling her again tomorrow.