Oxygen

I know the words "best friend" have different meaning for everyone, but for me they mean the world. Lauri is the girl for me, I can tell her anything, the line of TMI is very thin which means we talk about everything. She's also the girl that you don't have to have a reason for calling other than you need an adult time out and she's all about giving me my sanity back. We talk a lot about how we know that this kind of relationship is not common place and even people that think they have a best friend, don't have what we have. It's strange to put it into words because it sounds kind of gay, but I have to move pass the homophobia and just say that I love her like one of my own children, seriously. Like she belongs to me, or that we share something only mother/child can share. The kind of love that you adore them for all of their goodness and their faults are in the distant backround. And you want to help them and protect them and nurture them and cheer for them and fight for them, all very motherly feelings. Except, that I don't feel like her mother, not at all, that dynamic is definitely not mother/child like, althought we are always teaching each other things, ways to deal with different people, anxieties and every day chaos. She is just right beside me all the way and I am there for her too. In fact, knowing that she feels about me the way I feel about her has made my self esteem grow, she reminds me that I am worth loving and that I should love myself at least as much as my best friend loves me. I love that if my phone rings somewhere around noon that I know it's Lauri wanting to know if I want to go have a Bajio salad break. I love the comfort of knowing that there is probably nothing in the world that could ever separate us, not to jinx the relationship or anything! She is my oxygen in a world full of poluted chaos...