I have a habit of watching TV in the livingroom until the mail comes, then I retreat to my room and watch TV in there. Well today, when the mail came, I went out to meet the mail lady cause I knew she's have a package for me from my best friend. And sure enough she did :)
When I got back inside, I set the package down and opened the first two pieces of mail first, saving the best for last you know? Well, the first thing I opened was a christmas card from my aunt and uncle in National City, Ca. The next was my report card. Not bad actually, 2 A's and 1 B.
Then came time for the package :) Opening it carefully, I searched for the card my best friend told me would be in with the gifts. Upon finding it, I opened the card and read it. I got maybe halfway down the front of the card before I started tearing up. I felt something inside it, but pulled it out and slipped it behind the card so I wouldn't be destracted in finishing the card. Well, I love the card :) It's getting a frame and going on the wall above my bed where all my special framed items are. Now the item I slipped behind the card...it was a gift card to my favorite store in the mall...Hot Topics! And the card itself was cute. It had Carebears on it...awww how cute!
Setting the cards aside, I reached into the the package and pulled out an Nsync giftbag, which will be added to my collection of Nsync items. It'll go on the shelf above my bed...hehe, anything that is over my bed is very special to me, so yeah...anywho, Inside the bag was a 2 candle set. It was so pretty! And that is when the tears started coming down...yes, I've very emotional ;)
The next thing I pulled out was a thin, wrapped item. Carefully opening the wrapping, as I save that too, the first thing I saw was Lance Bass looking back up at me *grins* My best friend got me a Lance Bass 2003 calandar!! For the longest time, I was crying and saying "Aww Momma..." (Momma is a nickname for her because of a roleplaying comm. we're in together).
The last gift I pulled out surprised me with how heavy it was hehe. Again carefully unwrapping the wrapping, I saw that it was a light blue box with stars and moons on it, which I thought was very cute cause my best friend and I usually chat at night, so the design on the box itself is special to me. But inside the box was a matching spiral notebook, address book, and candle. Again, for the longest time, I was "Aww Momma'ing".
I thought for sure that when I had a huge fight with someone I had called my best friend before, I would never be lucky enough to find someone as special as I thought 'she' was. But I was proven wrong...so very wrong. Before, whenever anyone asked me if I had a best friend, I would reply that I didn't believe in best friends...there was no such thing. But now, I reply that, yes I do have a best friend. She's in New Jersey and she means the world to me. She is so special to me, that I would gladdly sacrfice all I have just to help her in anyway I possibly can - her friendship is worth more to me than all I have. Without her friendship, I have nothing in the world worth living for. I realized not too long ago that I care more for her than I ever did for Becki (the girl I had the huge fight with). Becki made me choose between two things that are so dear to me - her friendship and my style of writing. Gigi, my best friend, never once said 'Tasha, either you stop writing slash or I will no longer be your friend'. Never once did she put me into that situation. I know that if I continue to write stories, they will be slash stories - and I also know that if Gigi ever were to hang up her author cap, that she will continue to support me and will never force me to choose. That is what best friends do - support each other in EVERYTHING they choose to do and NEVER force them to choose one way or another. I love Gigi so much that she has, in a way, become a part of me. I carry with me, the love, friendship, respect, confidence, support, encouragement, and so much more that she as given me. There is a line in a story we co-wrote together earlier this year, where a main charactor is talking with his husband's (yes it's a slash story) parents. The main charactor tells the mother "There is something I will never give up for your son...I will not give up the love I have for him. I would rather die first then have to give that up." That is exactly how I feel about Gigi. Her friendship means the world to me and much more.
I know I've said this so many times before, but thank you Gigi for being a shoulder to cry on, an ear to talk to, the voice of encouragement and reason. Thank you for being you...