I have a couple of best friends. One named Jenn. We met when we were 17 years old when we worked for a children’s clothing retail store. We had a lot of fun together, Jennifer was always more outspoken than me and much more outgoing. I was the quiet and reserved one when we went out. We still had a lot of fun. We lost touch for a few years reuniting when I was pregnant with Alyssa and Jenn was pregnant with her first daughter. We were also pregnant together again when I was pregnant with Lelly and Jenn with her second daughter. It was nice to have our kids so close together and Jenn was super supportive when things were really tough with Thomas.
We would go out together with all the kids. The best had to be when we moved back to New York from New Jersey. Tommy and I needed a new stove. The electric one that was there when we bought the house quickly broke down soon after our closing. Jennifer met me at Sears in the mall. Me with my three kids aged 5, 3 and newborn. Jenn with her 2, aged 3 and newborn. Of course Thomas and the 3 year olds needed to use the bathroom in the middle of Thomas having a meltdown. I was ready to just give up when Jenn put her foot down and said, “Oh no! You’re getting a stove, I don’t care what it takes.” We managed to calm Thomas down and she then took all the kids who needed it to the bathroom. Just an example of how great Jenn was and still is. These days our lives are so busy we aren’t able to talk on the phone or meet up line we used to. But when we do speak it’s like time hasn’t passed at all and we just pick up and like no time has passed at all.
My other best friend is named Jackie and she lives in Wisconsin. We don’t see each other often obviously but we can spend hours on the phone. We met in an online community for kids with bipolar disorder. We hit if off pretty slowly first chatting quite a bit online then we exchanged phone numbers and quickly discovered we had more in common than just our sons. I firmly believe we were meant to be friends, our sons were merely the catalyst to our friendship. Her support to me when things were really bad with Thomas and my subsequent depression are priceless and something I’ll never forget her for. When my depression was really bad Jackie would call me seemingly out of the blue and always at the time I needed her the most.
My ultimate best friend is my husband, Tommy. We met when we were 15 years old and quickly became close friends. We began dating when we were around 17. We had the usual teen angst break ups and get back together times. We were engaged when we were 23 years old and married at 25. Our friendship has only grown stronger over the years. My husband had taught me so much about compassion and putting others before myself. Tommy is one of the nicest guys out there and I’m not just saying that because he’s my husband. Just about everyone he meets will tell you he’s a great guy. I love that we can talk about anything. It was like that over 25 years when we were “just friends” and it’s like that now. I look forward to many more years ahead with my best friends.