Written for the 30-day creative writing challenge hosted by Nicky and Mike of We Work For Cheese. Today's prompt is Best Friends. This is the 8th day of this madness. Check out the Linky at WWFC for more great stories.
There are many kinds of best friends, girlfriends, buddies, husbands and wives, even our pets.
My best friend for life was not always my best friend. I was 10 when she was born, and no 10 year old is friends with a baby. She lived next door, and during my teen years, she wanted to hang out with me, which, as you can guess, annoys a teenager.
When she was about 12, I came to see that she was smarter than most kids, not book smart, but smart in the ways of people. She had an insight and intelligence beyond her years. We soon developed a friendship that has lasted over 30 years, through college, marriage (both mine and hers) and many moves.
As I said in the beginning, there are different kinds of best friends. Ashley is my best girlfriend, and I love her like a sister. My husband is also my best friend. We met on a blind date February 5, 1986 and have been best friends ever since. Both of these are forever relationships.
On another note, not all best friends are human. For the last 15 years I have shared my heart, my home, and usually my pillow with my cat, Rosie. Anyone who reads here regularly knows Rosie from his picture, which I use as my avatar (he's just cuter than me).