Day 9: A favorite picture of your best friend.
My oldest daughter and I
My best friend. Ahhhhh, I have had a few over the years but I must admit that my 17 year old daughter is truly my best friend. She has no fear telling me I am in the wrong. LOL. And she is always right. She may be young but if you were to meet her and speak to her, she holds herself with such class and respect… she seems 30yrs old in her maturity.
We had a riff for a while and it was so devastating to me. She was very angry at me for moving away from her and my oldest son. I was in dire need of help though and needed mental help to remain in this world…so I made the sacrifice and worried that I may have lost her. After about 9-10 months she came around and began talking to me again. My heart swells with happiness and love just typing this. We made amends and now speak consistently several times a week and for an hour at a time. I enjoy my time with her…we shop, just drive in the car and talk, go for Dr. Pepper runs, and can have conversations about any topic. Truly my bestie. ♥