Well, not so much fuss but still, I can't think of any other activity that girls splurge so much of their attention looking forward to, the memory of which stays with them till womanhood, when they spend equal amount of time reminiscing.
So here I am, in a midst of a sleep over at Maria's and penning down exactly how I feel about this. The last time I was here was not exactly a sleepover. I took it as a refugee experience, while waddling in the lows of my depression. But you see how things turn out the other way, so quickly, so different. Just a year later I'm now fully enjoying the occasion, where I relax, blog about my feelings and would go to sleep looking forward to tomorrow. One thing that hasn't changed was my relationship with Maria.
She is still the same caring person she has always been to me. We had a great time again, just like in the past, making jokes at one another and sharing parts and parcels of our life. You see, a true sleep-over is precious because it takes trust, intimacy and a faithful and unwavering girlie love.
But I nearly lost that girlie love. We had a huge break down via phone messages, and it took a long time to heal. After all the tears, I'm just grateful that we manage to patch up and be like we used to be. That I haven't lost a very important person in my life. That I still have the privilege of camping by her bedside, a sleepover. It means a lot to me now. From now on, I'm assured that all things will fall into their old places, our trust, our feelings, our unwavering girlie love.
How nice. How wonderful.
From the moment she said yes to my sleepover proposal, I knew I have gotten my best friend back. What would matter more than having your loved ones to share your life with?
I think nothing would.
I have learnt that things as well as people are not meant to be taken for granted, they are to be treasured, if you really want to keep them by your side for a long long time......
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