So here’s the thing, life likes to constantly throw challenges at me. Much like everyone I’m sure. A reoccuring theme seems to pop up time and time again throughout all these troubled times,
1) My mum is always right.
2) My best friend Abigail, never fails to cheer me up.
3) All the best things in life are free.
These being the small things like having a giggling fit & not really knowing why, having a chat with Abigail & feeling able to manage and become ever so optimistic about all lifes problems afterwards.
Anyway, so firstly why mum’s are always right, they never fail to prove their crazy oracle like knowledge and wisdom, everytime something comes along that you were hoping wouldn’t, that thing they warned you about, that you were too ‘clever’ or ingnorant to see. And still in their inifinte wisdom they do not take the time to boast, but simply suggest further methods of correcting these mistakes, or making you feel like there’s far more to go forward with. This advice of course is one we take fully in hope of the future looking a bit brighter.
So there’s mum’s, yes, mum’s are always best, always correct, and always there for you . But sometimes a best friend provides that little something extra. I’m not so sure everyone will know exactly what I’m talking about because I think – no no.. I’m sure it would be very unlikely for you to have as great a best friend as I have in Miss Abigail Banville, she is something quite special indeed. And together, we are something quite, well unique (what some may call weird.. but we would call kookie, or querky, orrr ‘original’) anyway, irrelevant of what others think, as far as we go, we are THE best of friends… And we share in a relationship very few would understand. Basically… I’m not too sure where I would be without her anymore.
So here’s my small, free but very heartfelt gratidue to you my darling… (which many people probably wont understand, nor many think makes for a very good blog, but which hopefully is as individual and bloody fantastic as you).
Abigail Banville (a ha!) spends her days (besides doing her vast amounts of uni work, eating, sleeping and doing other general doo-dahs..) just making me laugh my socks off & laughing with me… generally not about a whole lot, and I’m 100% sure no one would understand our random ways, I think we just understand eachother in our weirdness… In the best way, of course.
Laughing is what we do best, we seem to have this inexplicably amazing ability to always pick each other up. Even through the worst of situations, such as one I may have just stumbled across. However bad, and oh yes this was bad, quite awful, quite heartbreaking, however I still find myself here, sitting on the bed with TV on and the company of her quite content in the fact we will keep eachother going, throught out it all, without judgements, just advice, relentless support and lots of cups of tea and galaxy bars.. because chocolate and friends never faulter.
Thank you soooo much for everything, Love you missy xXx