Memoir Monday: Friends

So, it's Memoir Monday, as hosted by the Famous in his own mind TravyG over at I like to Fish.  And we will get to the story in just a few moments.  But first, I have to give some love to my chatting buddies.  Apparently, there were some folks who didn't appreciate all the work that went into our group post on Friday.  I however can assure all my sweet peeps that there was care and effort, and in no way shape or form did the following people think that we were being "lazy".

This is for TripleH as I like to call her.  You all know her as The Queen, or Lee over at Headaches, Hotflashes & Hormones.  She will be forthwith known from here on out at my place as The Jewish Ninja!  See the photo for reference!  For those of you who haven't read her, or don't follower her, she is a snarkilicious read!  She is kind and caring.  She always responds to comments and follows those who follow her.  She is a loyal friend.  I am proud to call her one of mine!

Next up, The One and Only Duckalicious, as dubbed by moi!  You all know her as Daffy over at BATCRAP CRAZY.  I know that most of my followers also follow Daff.  If you don't please go see her.  She is uber funny.  She is quite possibly as sarcastic as I am, and smart, like wicked smart!  You will not be disappointed!  I mean c'mon, would I steer you wrong?  Wait, don't answer that.  It was a rhetorical question.  Anyduck, isn't her pic like absolutely the coolest?

Next  is June Cleaver.  Actually, it's Carol over at 3! A Charm.  June discusses life with Ward and Pinkus.  She also has a quick wit and some wicked funny love to spread around.  If you don't follow.  GO see her!  We have become fast friends and I am nothing if not a giver!  You want followers, and friends, and loyalty?  Here is your gift.  The picture?  That's her gift from little miss me!  That only leaves one more.  The next has been dubbed TravyG but Carol.  And she encourages him almost daily to give us an ultra fabulous, and I am sure, beyond HYSTERICAL vlog of RAP!

So, last but not least:  The soon to be vlog rappin' fisher of stories himself.  I found something special just for him.  But I am quite certain you all will be entertained as well.  Cause I was dyin'!

So that was my homage if you will to my wonderful chatting buddies.  We will carry on with the Memoir Monday portion of the post.  And how exactly does my bloggy love, as seen above relate to Memoir Monday?  It's about friends.

Without further ado, I share my story of a friend I wish I could find today.

Circa 1990, my senior year of highschool. We got a new student in a couple of my classes.  We became fast friends.  You know how you meet someone, and you just click?  Before you even find out how much you have in common, you just know somehow that the fates of whatever you believe in, have brought you together for some purpose that is greater than you?  That was me and Shonnie.  We were always together.  She was instantly my best friend.

We shared everything.  We laughed, and cried, and dreamed of the great big world out there.  We skipped school. (Duh!  It was senior year.)  We partied.  We played.  She got a job at the local pizza joint.  My sister ended up working there with her.  We just spent my entire senior year together.

She was with me the day I got married.  She stood with me.  She congratulated me, even though deep down, I knew she thought I was making the biggest mistake ever.  But she was my best friend, and she supported me no matter what.  Shortly after I got married, my ex-husband started showing his true colors.  He had a wicked mean jealous streak.  Like jealousy you have never seen.  UGLY is what it was.  Anyway, after many fights about Shonnie and us hanging out together he gave me an ultimatum.  "It's her or me."

I struggled.  Oh my God did I feel like I was going to die.  How could someone who supposedly loved me ask me to choose between my very best girlfriend and my husband, my marriage?  Why would he do that?  But, I loved him, at least I thought so.  I was only 18, and I talked to my best girlfriend.

She held me as I cried.  I sobbed.  We sobbed.  She wiped my tears.  And she said one of the most profound things anyone has ever said to me.  "I love you.  I respect that you have to do this.  I was your friend long before him, and I will be your friend when he is gone.  You will call me one day, and I will come to wipe your tears away again."  She was right.  She was there for me when my marriage was over.  But really, my marriage died that very day when she wiped my tears away the first time.

Time and travels have caused Shonnie and I to lose touch.  But I think of her every day.  Friendships like that never die.  I know one day we will find each other again, and I can't wait to sit and giggle together of days long past.