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Related: Editorials & Other Articles, Issue Forums, Alliance Forums, Region ForumsI Love Her
Follow the link and read the whole post. It is beautiful.Wed Mar 21, 2012 at 03:58 PM PDT
I Love Her
by leavingthezoo
Our friendship began in 1989. I was fourteen. We were nothing alike, and the spark of our relationship began with a playful car theft. I say playful because we warned the boy whose car we were going to steal that we were, in fact, going to steal his car. He drove a yellow mustang. We were bored. Bored girls with access to the keys of a yellow mustang leads to car theft. We returned the car with no damage, and the beginning of a friendship thoroughly cemented.
I knew I loved her then. I just had no point of reference to explain how I loved her.
My mother didn't trust her from the beginning. She was a few years older than me, sported blond bleached hair and wore bright red lipstick. I remember my mother saying to me, "She's too old for you to be hanging out with. She's too fast. She will lead you down the path of ruin." I didn't know if it was true or not, but I was pretty steadfast in being led down that exact path if it meant following her.
We spent the next couple of years cultivating a friendship that would reveal she is a realist. I am a dreamer. She embraces the present while I reach for the future. She is tough while I am soft hearted. She has an ornery streak, and I bring the laughter. For every personality difference we have, we are equally different in appearance. She's blond haired, and blue eyed. My hair is nearly black, and my eyes aren't far behind. She's a short stack. I bump my head on clouds. In most ways, we are different.
As often happens, life led us in different directions. I moved to the state of Washington, while she settled down and married. I always assumed I would marry, too, but I didn't. I would come close a couple of times, but my heart could never settle into the idea of forever. I thought it was because I was too young, or too busy chasing dreams, or noticed red flags in relationships. I didn't realize I had already found whom I wanted to be in my life on a daily basis...
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I Love Her (Original Post)
FourScore
Mar 2012
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gateley
(62,683 posts)1. Wow. I wish her the best and I'd love to hear the next installment, and the one after that, and...
CaliforniaPeggy
(149,757 posts)2. What a wonderful and beautiful story...
I hope there will be more installments.