Jay and I met the 1st week of 6th grade that will be 15 years ago this fall. Wow, it feels weird being able to even say that! We kind of just clicked from the beginning. We didn't really start a friendship until Jr. year in Human Anatomy class. I had transferred from another class and she was the only person I knew so of coarse I asked to sit next to her. That is when we really started connecting. The thing that we connecting on was divorce. We both knew how hard it was to have parents that had split. I always felt very comfortable opening up to Jay. Later in the year I don't recall exactly when Jay introduced me to Abby. That is when out little trio began. I ended up having Abby for English that year.
Throughout the years Jay and I became great friends even referred to each other as sisters. She didn't have any siblings and didn't have a sister. It just felt right. After her mother passed July of 2009. I had to step up and be the strong friend that Jay needed. It wasn't easy but if I had to do it all over again I would. I got a small taste of what its like to be a parent at 21. I would be worried about her, wondering if she had eaten and reminding her that a certain bill was due. I even pulled her out of bed like literally, more than once according to her. I did the best I could and what I thought would help her maybe in some ways I protected her too much but I have no clue what's its like to have a parent pass away. Whenever Jay asked me for a favor I would do it because knew that she is the type of friend that would do it for me as well. Getting up in the middle of the night to drive her home from work. Her and Abby being there for me when my mother left at 18. That's when they would pull me out of bed, I will remain forever grateful for those things and so much more. It wasn't all perfect we had our moments and drama. We spent almost 2 years not really talking. some months back we met up for diner and just let everything out. There was tears and laughter but I really feel that we are the right path towards our friendship.
Saturday, my mom and I walked into the room I heard that little baby cry (because he was getting his diaper changed) I felt something indescribable. This warmness over my heart and all the love and I have for Jay all at once but in a way more than that. When I got to hold him I had some tears come down my face. I guess I'm describing this from and "aunts" point of view because I see him as a nephew. When I see him I see Jay that girl that I did so many crazy thighs with. The one who would put me to sleep when I was shit faced drunk, and yes I did return that favor! I see in him all the good and the hard times his mom and I have been through together. Even through our difference's these last 2 years I wouldn't trade it for anything. Now I realize that I did back away from her because I was hurt. And I had hurt her as well, I just didn't know how to deal with it at the time. I'm glad we've been able to talk things out. I want to continue to be in her life and her child's life . I want him to call me Tia, I want to spoil him and hold him when he cries. I'm glad that her grandma lives close to me. I want to help her in any way I can. This is life and its happening right now.
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