Okay maybe not as "epic" as when we were 21, footloose and fancy free, but for a couple of young 30-year-old's, one of whom is a mom and the other a teacher, the fact that we were out on a *Sunday* night for happy hour &the Rascal Flatts concert, then home by 1130pm/midnight...well, *that* my friends is EPIC.
|L: Junior year of high school R: Kickin' Cancer Party|
|Two "Lion's Leap" outfits and our band uniform|
Over the course of our friendship we have hit a rocky patch or two, but we have *always* come out stronger for it on the other side and that is a true friendship. There are things that I only share with her because she "gets me". There are things she shares only with me because I know the truth behind the story and I'm not afraid to smack her upside the head with the usual "No ding-dong, this is what you need to do and you know it", and thankfully she does the same for me.
Everyone should have a bestest friend in the whole wide world; a friend like Mischa. Someone who knows you *so* stinkin' well it's like staring in the mirror. Someone who no matter where life takes you, no matter how much you grow up, nor how many weeks you go without seeing each other, it doesn't matter because they are truly your other half.
|Prom May 1996|
|Our wedding June 2005|
Puberty, wild college days, turning 30, marriage, divorce, babies, and now cancer; there's not much we haven't been through, and there's no one else I would have rather traveled this journey with.
As we've gotten older and become more "adult", our lives leave us precious little space to spend time together. We live about 45minutes apart from one another, which isn't that far granted, but with my busy school schedule and her two kiddos and new hubby keepin' her busy, we don't get much "face" time anymore.
But we always make time for Rascal Flatts!
I think it started about six years ago with my first *real* concert. I've never been a "concert goer". Prior to this one, the only one I'd ever been too was Bela Fleck and the Flecktones the winter after I graduated from high school. I was never big into concerts because I didn't understand why someone would want to spend all that money to just go see something that 9 times out of 10 sounded better on the CD anyways. That was until I saw RF open for Kenny Chesney that summer. I was transfixed. I was hooked. I had to go again.
|Rascal Flatts 2011|
So thank you my dear for putting up with me all these years. You are truly the bestest friend a girl could have, a wonderful mother, a loving wife, and a beautiful woman inside and out. I am grateful to have you in my life.
"Good night sweet heart well it's time to go,
Good night sweet heart well it's time to go,
I hate to leave you but I really must say,
Goodnight Sweetheart Goodnight!
Love ya babe. I'll talk to you later ;)