La Jeune Fille

That's right.

I'm moving on. And I think it's about time I did.

Not to sound melodramatic or even cavalier in manner... But actually, let me update you so you know what I'm talking about... So we'll go back in time about four years.

To when I first met my best friend, and when I mean best friend I mean the mother of best friends, two peas in a pod, the Thelma to my Lucy, if she was a MAN I would've married her.

Not to say our relationship was perfect.

In the beginning she was a little apprehensive to be my friend, or anyone's for that matter. She was always stand-offish, a little cold, and introverted. Eventually, she became less so, after hanging out with me. I, quite frankly, wear my freakin' heart on my shoulder. Gets me in more trouble than it's worth. But that's where it'll stay. I am who I am. And now I know, she is who she is.

I always felt like I had to do more of the work than normal. I was the one who called her, who made plans, who initiated things. Before now, I didn't realize that I was doing it. In my group of friends I normally am the one who does the planning, who gets everyone together, who's the hostess. So this position came/s naturally to me. But about four months ago she got a boyfriend, her first.

In the beginning we disagreed on her relationship with him. We're both religious (in the beginning of our friendship, her more so than I). We believe in God, that Jesus Christ died on the cross for our sins, and that He is our Savior. We each have our own relationship with Him and our ways of celebrating that have always been slightly different. (I'm Catholic and she's Christian.) I've never gripped about the differences and she's never reluctant to point them out.

Our disagreements over her relationship put a wedge in ours. A wedge that's slowly grown, until we were so far apart I don't think we could hear what the other was saying. Lately, we haven't had a relationship at all. We used to speak every other day, hang out multiple times a week, work out together, take trips to the beach together, pig out on junk food together. It quickly flipped to once every other week, all the while she would talk to me about all the things she was doing with him. I knew there was going to be SOME adjustment, but to loose my BEST friend completely??? It was HARD. I had to adjust to having someone there to talk to, to confide in, to bounce my ideas off of, to vent at, to no one.

And now, I haven't heard from her in weeks. The last time I heard from her was two days before she was supposed to go to see Wicked with me and our other friends. She text me that Thursday morning saying, "Hey- decided not to go to wicked. Not really felling it. Sorry. Can the ticket be refunded?"

What kind of friend does that??? Two days before we're supposed to go? And after how she'd just disappeared. The week before we were supposed to hang out, she forgot, twice, in one day. That should've been a red flag.

Anyway, I'm done. I'm moving on.