Now, me and Mia talk about life all the time, that’s forty something years worth of running our mouths. We always manage to figure out some life lessons in these talks. Not always right-away, but eventually, you know. Most people don’t even bother to look for the lessons in the challenges of life. But us, now we can talk something thru until, BINGO, there it is! Right in front of us. Her maybe quicker than me, but you know, I get there eventually.
See, Mia and I have been friends since well, since I can’t remember since when. Some days we are talking friends and some days we are I’m not talking to that heffa friends. Either way, we are still friends. You know?
Right now we are talking friends. Thank God! Just a few months ago we were on sabbatical. See, sabbatical is what I call it when one of us is mad at the other for an extended period of time. And when I see extended, I mean EXXXXTEEEENDED. I mean YEARS. Not days or weeks or even months. I literally mean years. If it had only happened once I could say it was a fluke, but it’s happened a couple of times. Not exactly planned or proud, but shit happens YO! So, we chalk it up to one of those life lessons I was just telling you about. There’s a lesson or two or three in it. So, I figured, what the hell, I’ll start sharing.
So, here is where my sharing begins….
As I read this, its rings so true, the part about how we are friends even if we are no talking. I cant help but remember how this has always been the case for us. My mind drifts back to 11th grade, to the 4 hour daily ballet class we were enrolled in. Its was an amazing experience over all, but I do believe that is where the ” sabbaticals” were born, although much more shorter in length. Everyday before class everyone’s hair had to be places in a tight neat bun, which was a huge challenge because “big hair Tricia” was “bigger hair Tricia” back then. lol. Anyways I remember walking in class on days we were not speaking, you approaching me with doe eyes, and a brush in hand. I’d take the brush and commence to taming your hair, hand you back your brush and we would begin dance class still not speaking. I knew then that we had a forever thing. I Am… Mia
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Oh yes! Another chapter/entry in the story that is US.
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