Sometimes A Girl Just Needs Her Best Friend

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Today my story is... I miss by best friend (or BFF, best friend forever, as I often say). Judy married the incredible Scott earlier this year, and they moved to At-lan-uh. I haven't seen Judy since May, and  we don't know when we will see each other again--maybe not until next July. This is the longest we've been apart since we met.

Because of e-mail, text, mobile phones, and Google chat, we are able to stay in touch. (Hooray!)

But sometimes, a girl just needs her best friend in person.

Like today.

Judy and me in Honolulu

I miss Judy every day, but I've grown accustomed to her being away, and to us not being in the same city, state, or region. And that's fine. Our friendship has survived so much, a few (thousand) miles doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things.

Except on a day like today.

Today I just needed my best friend, someone who knows all of the back story without me needing to explain why something upset me or why I'm worried about such-and-such--or why something someone said was so hilarious, because she'd already know the inside joke.

Someone who, figuratively speaking, knows where all the bodies are buried (even has the map, haha) and will never use that information against me.

Someone who knows the words I need to hear because she's sung that song 3 7,000 times before.

Someone with whom no words are needed: we can sit in silence, our hearts doing all of the talking needed.

Someone I could wake up when I had an incredible "a-ha" and learned something really cool...and with whom I could talk it through and learn so much more.

Someone with whom I belong.

I miss you, Judy. You are indeed a "good-job" best friend.

Having fun in the kitchen