Best Friend Promise

Not being able to see Megan for the past few days has been extremely rough on me. I completely understand and respect this rule. If not seeing her right now is going to help her get better, then so be it, because I want nothing else but for her to continue progressing. I just want her to come out of this on top; so happy and strong, because she deserves it. She deserves the very best there is. Me being a worrier, I constantly wonder how she is doing; trying to think of something that I can do to help her. Right now, I can’t give her my support by physically being there. I can’t sit next to her bed and hold her hand and tell her that we are going to get through this together. It makes you feel pretty helpless. But what I can do is continue to pray to my Father in Heaven that he will watch over and heal my best friend and my Sister, Megan. We have been best friends since we were 9 years old (and probably even before we came to this earth). We have made a lifetime of memories together. A long time ago, when Megan and I were pretty young, we were laying on the tramp at my house during a summer day. We decided to write a “Best Friend Promise”. It was basically a list of things that we promised to do together throughout our lives. So we wrote it all out with pencil and paper and then typed it later. Megan's mom has a copy of this somewhere and I’d really like to get it from her soon, but I’m just going to have to use my memory for now. Again, keep in mind that we were pretty young so some of these were pretty silly and unfortunately didn’t actually happen. But some did! We promised that we would go to beauty school together… She made it on that one but I decided to pursue a different route. We promised that we would get married and live close to one another and have kids that were the same ages so that they could be best friends (still could happen). We said we would get matching big white fluffy cats (don’t ask me where that one came from ha, not gonna happen). We said we would invest in a boat that we could share between our families and spend a lot of time at Bear Lake and Lake Powell (I would love love love it if this happened. It would be my dream come true). We promised that we would be best friends until we were old and gray (I think geezers may have been the word that was used) and that we would die by each other’s side. At that point, I don’t think we realized that if anyone was going to die by our sides it would be our husbands. ; )

I think over the next little while, I’m going to try and blog about some of our old memories. It’s almost like therapy for me and I would like to have them documented.

I know it sounds silly, but every little thing reminds me of her and makes me miss her. Songs, or candies, or a movie she left at my house, clothes she left at my house, pictures. It might sound clichéd, but I really honestly do just miss my best friend. As I’m sure Dana misses her daughter. And Shawnee misses her older sister. And Dayton misses his mommy. We all miss our Megs!!

Can you see a resemblance??