For a friend

I have a good friend who was born 30 years ago tomorrow. About fifteen years later we met at a slumber party where the main topics of conversation were boys, tampons, and strapless bras. Seven and eight years after that, we participated in each others weddings. By chance we ended up in the same city right after that, and now, 5 years later, we’ve never lived more than 5 minutes apart. I don’t know if you were keeping up with that math, but that means we’ve been friends for 15 years. Which means she can now say she has known me for half her life. Half her life! Which I’m sure is what she is most incredulous about on her 30th birthday. Because all things revolve around me.

She is the kind of friend who drives over to get you after you’ve called her house repeatedly at 2am and told her your tummy hurts so could she please drive you to the emergency room? And then sits up with you all night while you ralph into the impossibly small jellybean shaped hospital tray. She’s also the kind of friend who comes over to hold your baby all night long so that you and your husband can take care of your vomiting selves and maybe get some sleep. Incredibly she even helps you again, when you have a THIRD barfing-related incident that we need not expound on. And basically, any friend that has seen all of the members of your family throw up and continues to be your friend, well, that’s a good friend. She’s also one of the only people I can talk to for 6 hours straight and wish that we had more time to talk. She’s the very first person I told (besides Lorso) when I found out I was pregnant. She’s my emergency contact on many a form. She’s a sane voice when I sometimes feel as though I’m going crazy. She’s a whole lot of pretty awesome things.

Once in college someone took a silly picture of us at a lake, and neither one of us can remember who’s idea this was or why we actually did it, but it’s one of my favorite pictures now. I think it’s a good representation of our personalities in subtle ways, and I like to look at it now and think of all the things we have done together since that picture and how our lives have intertwined in ways we hadn’t imagined they would.

lake jump

I asked her once if it was hard having a birthday on a holiday, and she said that she just imagines when she sees the fireworks in Australia and throngs of people in Times Square that they are all celebrating that she was born. I think that’s lovely.

So tonight when we all raise a glass to toast the New Year on our big boat in the sea, I will also be raising my glass to my friend, wishing I could be there with her to celebrate the night she turns thirty years old. And the whole boat will toast her along with me.

6 comments

1 Andy { 12.31.07 at 1:30 pm }

Yay for RAL’s Birthday which she shares with me too! So you have two friends whose birthday is at midnight although…well a really awesome best friend and a good friend :-)
Hope y’all have fun on the boat,
Happy New Year!

2 Rachel D { 12.31.07 at 4:14 pm }

What a fantastic tribute!

3 Rebekah { 01.01.08 at 2:09 pm }

all the throwing up incidents were totally worth this post. one of my favorite presents. thank you! we missed you last night. hope you had fun and looked fabulous!

4 Jill { 01.02.08 at 9:32 am }

I’m guessing you’re on the left, Rebekah’s on the right. And I did use what I know about each of you to make that call. Am I right?

What a fantastic tribute to a truly wonderful person. You are so fortunate to have each other!

5 Patrick { 01.03.08 at 4:58 pm }

And she is a great boss, too!

6 racher { 01.10.08 at 1:12 am }

I’m not telling who’s who in the picture. It’s funner that way.

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