This evening I was having a conversation with my cousin-in-law Mo, while sitting under the sterile lights of the hospital room we were occupying. I was a bit flustered at a text that I had received earlier in the day from a guy that I haven't spoken to in months, due to a large fight we got into, and the fact that I decided there was no point in pretending to be close to someone who you would really rather not be around.
I was aggravated at the way in which this text made it seem like we should just pick up where everything got crazy, and I was expressing my mild aggravation to Mo. He made the comment, "I only keep a handful of close friends" and it really made me think about the handful of extrememly close friends that I do have. Granted, I am very easy to get along with, and am not intimidated by new people, but those who I really keep up with can be written on a very small list, and right at the top is my self proclaimed bestfriendever, Cassy.
If ever there were a girl worthy of everything the world has to offer, it is her. Cassy has one of the biggest hearts of anyone I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. and since our very first, very unorthodox meeting, she has never ceased to amaze me. You see, according to girl law, you are automatically supposed to despise your boyfriend's ex-girlfriends (a large and pointless waste of effort if you ask me.) Well when I first spoke to Cassy, she was dating my "ex-boyfriend," but instead of going about it the way most others would have, she surprised me by being gracious and telling me that she would like to get to know me.
After being friends with her for over a year, we have both come clean about the fact that we only initially began speaking with a "keep your enemies closer" sort of motive, but what we mean for evil, God often uses for good, and out of the ashes rose my best friend. Within an insanely short amount of time, we became inseparable...well despite the fact that we have never lived in the same state. Literally, inseparable. If a day went by where we didn't talk, things just felt odd. and over the course of the last year, she has become like a sister to me.
In so many situations, she has shown herself to be the epitome of selflessness. She gives, and never asks for anything in return. She is strong when I need her to be, yet is not afraid to lean on me for support. She doesnt complain when something comes up and needs to take precidence, but instead moves herself to the backburner and waits patiently until I need her again. She is truely the most amazing friend a girl could ever ask for.
And as I was walking out of the hospital tonight, with the conversation of close friends still weighing heavily on my mind, I noticed a statue of a bronze angel. I'd walked past it four times before actually taking the time to notice it, but there it stood, steadfast, guarding and watching over all the patients, strong and steady just as my bronze-under-the-SoCal-sun best friend has never failed to do for me.
I love you Cassy Ann :)
Lurve,
Lace
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