So I thought I’d introduce you to my boyfriend finally. I feel like I’ve been sharing everything else with you lately, dear innernets.
Let’s see: He’s a cute brunette and Really funny. Almost as funny as me. We just laugh and laugh and laugh. He’s usually busy on Saturday nights, but if I stay up late enough I get to see him sometimes. He lives out of state, which is kind of a bummer, but we make it work the best we can. We first met in NY one weekend a loooong time ago – and although we clicked, neither of us was in a rush to get serious. And then there was Boston, and the Red Sox, and magical Fenway Park. And that’s when I knew it was love.
His name is Jimmy, but I like to call him James sometimes, just for kicks. I don’t have a great picture of the both of us, but I do have one of him:
see, I told you he was cute!
Although James is a great (imaginary) bf – I have had to make some sacrifices to be with him. The hardest of all was breaking up with my previous ibf – John Cusak. Although my friend Bossy made it a little easier on my by claiming him as her own. And I really can’t argue, or even get mad at her – she’s clearly way more dedicated than I am. I guess I just wasn’t as committed to the relationship. Looking back, I don’t know if I could ever be with someone who referred to his job as “his craft“. But Bossy is in true love. She made a great video montage of their relationship. Until I can fix my computer to link to the video directly, go to Bossy’s site to check it out.
You are my oldest and best friend. The first of all my Kelly’s 🙂 We went from checking out bugs, to drinking gross concoctions on dares, stealing textbooks (albeit discarded ones), to pre-teenhood. Then came training bras, and boys, and o-my-gah – periods. And high school. And boyfriends. and broken hearts.
After all this time I’m glad we chose not to be roommates in college. It would have likely ruined our friendship. I was in a very different place than you at the time, and I may have felt too constrained. (Although a little more constraining might have done me some good!) You saw me go from conscientious student, to college slacker. Saw me through lost innocence, lost faith, lost sense of self, sense of worth. You kept true to your own path, setting your sights on things beyond my vision. Focusing on your goals, and your calling. Keeping your own circle of friends. But you never let me out of your sight completely.
You never gave up. You continued to encourage me, love me, plant seeds of faith and hope in my heart. Even though I pushed them (and you) away. Even though I asked you to kindly keep your Jesus to yourself, thankyouverymuch. It took a few years (ha!) but your seeds found roots and are finally flourishing into a garden of my own. And now he’s my Jesus too. (and Kira’s, & Erin’s) Who knows where your influence will end? I know I’m not the only set of ripples you’ve sent out over the waters.
You let me know that you thought the world of me, and that I had value to add to this crazy world. Even if it’s just my amazing Cranium skills!
You have always amazed me. You are a bright and shining star in a gray world. You are brilliant, talented, a hard worker. A caring, insightful doctor. A beautiful woman. Funny friend. Enthusiastic laugher. I want to be just like you when I grow up. 🙂
Here’s to us on our 22nd birthday together. May we have 100 more. I love you more than words could express.