I`ve usually been the one to run off and leave everyone else in the dust. All around our apartment my husband and I have pictures hanging up of family members whom we get to see about once a year, if we`re lucky. I know from experience that in time, people can adapt surprisingly well to circumstances of distance. But...I argue with myself... I don`t want to get used to her being gone!
As I write this my best friend, whose name isn`t really Jade, is on a plane over the Pacific somewhere, heading for LAX. She needs to spend some time with her family. It`s probably something she`s been needing to do for 7 years, since she left the US for Japan straight out of college and hardly ever looked back. She`ll be in LA for four months, and there`s no guarantee she`s coming back to Japan after everything is all sorted out.
Jade`s consistent support has been an immense factor in my getting sober. Soon after realizing that I`d be needing to do something with all the free time I would not be spending drunk, we bought roller blades and juggling sticks together, sang hours upon hours of dry Karaoke, and became closer than we`ve ever been (even in our most drunkenest of drunken girl talk sessions!) She is not an alcoholic, so I always told her to go ahead and have a drink on our frequent dinner outings, but she never did.
Being a grown up is great in the best most beautiful sucking way. Glad you've made it here. Occasional infantile outbursts still allowed (or rather, unfortunately still occur from time to time - sobriety is a journey with bumps)
Posted by: VicariousRising | June 25, 2008 at 12:11 AM
Oh, and I forgot to say that I think it is wonderful that you can be there for Jade the way she was for you.
Posted by: VicariousRising | June 25, 2008 at 12:12 AM