Quarantine love letter
It’s spring 2020 and it’s one like no other. The current isolation we are in due to the COVID-19 pandemic is making things come up, emotions come up. One person has been around for all the hardships of my (love) life since I was little, and that is her. The other day she saved me once again, from her quarantine on the other side of the world, so I wrote her a love letter.
She is a life-saver. We’ve been best of friends since I was 6, when she stopped me on my way bringing out the trash. “Oh hey, do you live here too?” - she said. We had just started first grade in the same class. We’ve been on and off at times since, but that is how family is like, isn’t. And in the most off of times, it was her door I ran to first throughout the heartaches of high-school.
About 4 years ago though, something very special’s happened. It started with the craziest, most romantic, laughing-our-asses-off, forgetting the number of shots we had 20-years-of-friendship date night at the Bulgarian seaside, when she also showed me the magic of the law of attraction with a bang. It’s too long of a story to explain here, but basically what you think and really truly can believe, you create. It works - just take it or leave it. Since then, maybe it’s us that’ve grown, but I can definitely say our relationship did. She pops up in my life in the moments I need it the most, when I feel lost, when things don’t make sense, and grounds me. She knows. She knows stuff and she knows the right things to say. She knows that everything happens for a reason, and everything is there to teach me something. She knows that my anxiety and my body’s reactions don’t just happen, but they encode the messages of what my soul actually wants and needs. She knows that my femininity is sacred, and my intuition is my superpower. And she reminds it to me any time I seem to have forgotten. She also says I do the same for her sometimes, and that makes my heart so warm you could fry an egg on it (and I am vegan so I don’t even eat eggs but it’s the first thing that came to my mind).
We wore these funny halves of a heart “best friend” necklaces in 3rd grade, and so the moment I saw these “stay together, slay together” t-shirts with the same “best friend” print on their backs a few years ago, I had to get them for us. And funnily, we haven’t even worn them together yet, that’s how rarely we see each other. But I have her in my life, and that’s enough.
You might be lucky enough to have one like her around or you may not, but all the things above, I hope you can put them somewhere deep in a pocket and take them out whenever you need them. She is a life-saver.
xx, D
