We have this crazy history. And I think the two of us have grown SO much since we first met each other. How did we meet you ask? Let’s take a trip down memory lane…
Back in ‘99… (oh here we go), I was what you’d call a raver. (Ugh, it gives me the chills just to think it.) And I was in this shit of a relationship that was really really really bad. I ended up with my boyfriend at the time at a party in DC rmfo and having a cigarette outside. This girl and I started talking and realized that we both lived pretty close to one another up in PA. She told me about her son and I think I remember offering to babysit, although that was inappropriate because I didn’t even know her. Blame it on the white elephants. :)
She invited me to a party two months later and that was the next time I saw her. At that party, I actually met everyone I now consider my “PA friends”. I later found out that that was the first time most of the people at the party had met her.
After that crappy relationship I had, she helped me realize how badly it affected me by taking some actions that really hurt. I didn’t get it until months later and after much bitterness, but now I understand and it was the best thing anyone did for me. Seriously. Of all the girlfriends I ever had she’s been the one that affected me most positively. And I get the sense that she appreciates me as much as I do her.
I just find it so interesting how things seem when you look at them from a few years away.
Since then I’ve admired her for, among other things, being a single mother. I’m not one who really adores children, but the struggles I’ve seen her endure really make her one of my heroes. Nowadays she’s fixing up a house, consuming consciously, and just generally being awesome.
The best part is, she admires me too (or so she says… and for what I can’t figure out) which makes me think I must be doing something right. :)
Yea, she’s just so amazing, positive and motivating. So this weekend I will attach myself to her leg and be merry.










Yay :) We are friggin amazing, aren’t we? And, why do I admire you? What a ridiculous question!
It’s because you’re hot. Duh ;)
Kidding! Well, you are hot, but that’s not *really* why I admire you.
I admire you because you are passionate, and willing to search for what sparks that passion within you. I admire you because you are an incredibly talented designer. I admire you because you’re brilliant. I admire you because you rock the shit out of a pair of Technics, just like more ladies should. I admire you because you own a racquetball racquet and because you took sculling lessons. I admire you because you take pretty pictures. I admire you because you make silly faces and have fun and are carefree when people take pretty pictures of you. I admire you because you’re home is insanely organized, neat, efficient, clean and so, so warm and comfy. I admire you because you DO STUFF. I admire you because you fart even when we’re cuddling. I admire you because you choose to focus entirely on yourself and your journey, yet are completely unselfish. I admire you because you’re always looking for a better way. I admire you for all these reasons, and for like, a billion more, but I’ll stop for now. I’ll tell you the rest when I see you this weekend! :D
Love you, Miss L!
M.
i love you too!