About 6 years ago, I got my first teaching job. I was scared and nervous and ever other emotion you would feel when beginning your very first career. Upon starting my job, I found out I would actually be sharing a classroom with another new teacher. Now, I realized this could go one of two ways. It could be amazing...I could meet someone who is just like me, likes what I like, eats what I eat, drinks what I drink...you get the picture. Or it could be a living nightmare. My polar opposite. Well, you can imagine my surprise when it ended up being option A. I met my BFF. Someone who was, literally, my long lost twin. We finished each other's sentences, spent every waking minute together...we just gelled. Fast forward a year, I get married...another six months, she has a baby. We laugh, cry, grow, fight, and become the bestest of friends.
Sad part of the story? She ends up moving away. It's like one of those depressing teenie bop novels where a girl's best friend moves away and she's sad and broken. That was me...is me. Sad and broken. I miss Amber so much. I'm sad that we don't see each other much...life gets in the way. We don't really get to talk much...I think I avoid the phone calls because they make me miss her even more. I have moments where I'm really happy, or sad, or excited. I want to share news with her and spend time together...it's depressing when I just can't go see her. Doug is my other half...but Amber was (and is) at least my other quarter, or something. I know that doesn't add up :)
Cherish your BFF's. Take the time to get a coffee, talk, eat some cheeseballs, whatever it is you do. Here's to you Amber :) Miss you much!
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