well, this is a fuzzy picture of a picture that hangs in my parents' house. it's me and hez, my best friend from ages 3-13. i actually have a lot of cute, clearer pics, but i kinda love this one. (that's me on the left.)
hez and i met in preschool. i actually only remember one thing from preschool - the incident when my teacher asked me to put some stuff away in a shelf before going to play outside. i started putting stuff away while all the other kids filed out. i think the teacher must have forgotten that i was still putting stuff away, because she turned the lights out and left! i think i tried the door and it was locked (or seemed locked). i freaked out. i had been left all alone in the (relative) dark (two extremely frightening conditions all at once!) anyhow, i went into the bathroom that my classroom shared with hez's classroom, crying, and she came over and saved me. i don't remember if she took me outside through her door or what, but i remember i was saved.
our friendship was pretty formative for me. hez and i were generally inseparable. at one point i think her mom suggested hez get some fall back friends, just in case. i wonder if she thought we were too close. anyhow it didn't faze us. we continued to eat lunch together, sitting crosslegged on the pavement, sipping capri suns...and to spend summers together in her family's pool or chasing/talking to the animals at my house. we slept (and were naughty!) over at each other's houses and hid when our parents came to pick us up. near the end of middle school, hez got more into boys and i got more into drawing, or something. we both hung out with some other friends. then she left to go to a private high school... my first heartbreak i'd say. she is still breakin' hearts as far as i can tell, (huh hez ;-)P ?). but 10 years of growing up with someone, of learning about who you are with someone, talking, dreaming, giggling, dancing, and running around and being wild and crazy is certainly worth the heartbreak.
other spt folks
6 comments:
great story.
What a nice post. It brings back such sweet memories of my best friend in school, April. She lives across the country now and I almost never talk to her. I miss her and the laughter and tears we shared! There is something so special about girlfriends!
Oh wow... your post made me cry! You two were inseparable, but I was proud to be in the outer circle of that friendship. : ) And I remember when YOU broke my heart in 4th grade... glad we've patched things up again. Never did know what that was about... do you? ; ) Love you forever...
- Anya
loved reading this story!! wonderful.
what a great story. and i love the image.
I am visiting from the self portrait tuesday site. a wonderful photo!!
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