My friends are some of the most amazing people I've ever met and together we make a beautiful motley crew. When you spend more time with your friends than your family, your friends become your family. There's no one I would rather share a night out with. No one I would rather have by my side while I'm doing embarrassing things. No one I would rather laugh with until my sides hurt and cry with. They are my support system, the people who seem to make the world right.
Who else have I been through more in my life? Who else have I shared more with than my friends? My answer might change but for now my friends are my everything. Who else is going to hold my hair back when things get a little crazy? Who else have I traveled 2,446 miles to see? Who else would I allow to roll their eyes at my poor life choices and my moments of wilding out? Who else would allow me to boo them at a Yankees/Red Sox game even when the Yankees end up winning? Who else have I spent Valentine's Day with?
I've only ever spent February 14 with my friends. Valentine's Day is about love, not necessarily about couples. Normally I would rant about capitalism and commercialism, but this Valentine's Day I feel love. I surround myself with love and my friends, one and the same. In a previous post I wrote, "It's a beautiful thing for women to have such long-lasting friendships. I know that I can have a fight or a late-night talk with any of my friends and tomorrow it'll all the same. It's a relationship."
Here's to the girls who have been through the messy trauma. Through each of us crying and complaining about what now seems like nothing. There is no discomfort or disgust after a bad moment. I've written about how my friends are my soulmates and how we should celebrate our friends. This is an ode to friendship.