Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Gratitudesday: My BFFL

 On Friday morning, I received an elated text message from my best friend, Shelby.  "Mike proposed to me last night!"  I couldn't have been happier for them, and in celebration of this happy moment, I think now is a good time to introduce you all to Shelby, and explain why I love her so much.

Shelby and I have been friends since we met in our 7th grade girl scout troop.  I don't know how exactly it happened, though I bet it was at Lauren's house, and before long, we were besties, staying up all night eating cookie dough and watching movies in my air-conditioned living room, swimming and canoeing across our local lake, and getting enormous smoothies at a nearby ice cream shop.  There was horseback riding at Rocking Horse Ranch, sleepovers all around our neighborhood, and lots of time at the beach.  I know this sounds idyllic, but it's all true.  I had a really exquisite childhood, and Shelby played a huge roll in that.

In high school, we went to school together for the first time.  After going to private school for elementary school and middle school, Shelby joined us at public school and we had a blast.  The summer before we started, Shelby would look through our friend Jessie's yearbook to get a sense of who she was going to meet in the fall.  When the year started, she joined the musical to meet new people, and eventually got Jessie and me hooked on theater.  We went to Harry Potter book release parties, visited England and Ireland for the first time, saw all of the Lord of the Rings movies (and decided we were most like Merry and Pip), and had an Anne of Green Gables picnic by a pond near my house. Shelby even got me my first job, lifeguarding at our lake.

In college, we went in different directions; I moved south to study literature at Sarah Lawrence, while Shelby headed north to Saint Rose, where she majored in biology.  We made new friends, and didn't see each other very often, but we talked constantly and visited when we could.  Shelby came to see me when I was at Oxford, and I went to Tulip Fest in Albany.  We stayed put after graduating, but never stopped chatting or trying new things.  Shelby introduced me to running, invited me to my first Pampered Chef party, and helped continue my love of going to tea.  We've talked through our first jobs, our first apartments, our relationships, and all the hardships and triumphs of "real life."  We send each other at least 50 text messages a week, so I was only too happy to hear about her good news that way.

Her mother, being even more excited than me, had broken the news on facebook at 3am, right after it happened, and Shelby wanted to make sure I didn't find out secondhand.  Of course, I called her right after I got out of work, and we talked about the proposal, wedding plans, and general excitement.  In over a decade of friendship, I don't think I've ever seen her so happy (although, seeing the Tardis in London may be a close second), and I could not be happier for her.  Congratulations, Shelby! And, congratulations to Mike, who is one of the luckiest guys I know!

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