Marry your best friend.
I really think this is one thing that I got right. It is the one absolute piece of advice that I will beat into my children’s heads. It is the most important aspect to my happiness and the cause of my proudest accomplishments.
Josh and I have grown up together which inevitably has led us into many rough patches. We’ve been scared, broke, ashamed, unprepared, sad, annoyed, under appreciated, lost, and ready to give up at times but our friendship is what has gotten us through it. We are ridiculously silly together, completely open and honest, respectful of each other’s needs, and share the same interests, hopes and dreams. We tell each other when something’s wrong or when something’s right. We know each other’s vices and strengths and we know what qualities of our own level the other out. We spend most of our time together laughing but are the others’ first shoulder to cry on.
We are truly best friends. We’re so close that neighbors have assumed we were Mormons due to how much time we spend together. Ha! We’re so close that a high school friend made a reference to the movie “Saving Silverman” when talking about our relationship in the beginning. I assume he was referring to the part in the story where the childhood friend starts to spend more time with his girlfriend and less with his friends, rather than the whole psycho girlfriend thing. That’s all he could have meant by it. I’m sure.
There are many things that Josh has said to me throughout our 12 years together that I will never forget, but when, as a 17 year old, he tried to explain his feelings for me, I think he captured our relationship for life.
“You are my girlfriend, my best friend, and my little sister.”
We love each other, have fun with each other, and take care of each other. If you have a friend like this by your side, life is good.