Best Friends

I feel like I've been talking the whole day yesterday and I was at my element.



Yesterday, I sent a text message to Ria, who, upon hearing from me, called up to chat. We talked for a while, then after we put the phone down, I decided to go online, only to find Remcy online after how many months of being incommunicado. Of course, we talked for over an hour. It was a whirlwind of news updates, and I just felt great at having to talk it over with them. I haven't heard Ria's voice in more than a year (I think) and haven't talked to Rems in months. But every time those words appear in the Messenger, I can almost hear their voices, their facial expressions and their smiles and I hope they can hear and see me too.



Our greatest regret is that we don't have a picture of the three of us together before we went to our different posts in the world. Ria in Canada, Remcy in Jersey, and me, here in our Houston base (Manila).



I missed my best friends and I'm so glad I get to talk to them both yesterday. People have different types of relationships and have different kinds of friendships with their friends. We are the kinds who talk to each other about anything and everything. No topic is taboo. Even if we feel like other people will judge our stories, we get to tell each other. I, for one, am a drama queen who always has a thousand thoughts in her mind and not a single one of them makes sense. Remcy makes sense of them for me. And Ria will empathize, agonize or be giddy and excited with me. And I so miss the times when I can just grab the phone and ask them to meet me for coffee after work. But now, that we don't get to do that, we get to cherish the times that we actually do talk.



We don’t have wild parties together; we get to be wild with other people. We don’t have insane shenanigans; we do it with other people. What we do share are the more important things, heartbreaks, break ups, falling in love, falling out of love, letting go, just doing it, hopes and dreams, laughter and smiles, all talked over, analyzed thoroughly, turn inside out, upside down, over cups of coffee.



Maybe someday we’ll get to have our picture taken to show our future children about how some friendships are resilient, and lasting and, how despite time and distance, will seem to last forever.



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I have a handful of best friends, or my closest of friends, 5 of them I knew from way back, my old friends. Aside from Ria and Remcy, I have Skee. Skee is the older sister I never have. One who will always remind me of what’s important and to always go back to the Lord. One, who will be understanding and will listen but will tell me to be grateful, and sometimes to even say sorry to Him for the things I’ve done.



I also talked to Skee yesterday, after Remcy. We talked about news, and how I should already prepare for the retreat she invited me to attend on December. I’m looking forward to that retreat and knowing that Skee will be there makes me feel a whole lot better.



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For the record, among my 5 old friends, 2 of them are guys - Pare and RV. I didn’t get to talk to them yesterday. I always get to chat with Pare over YM, and I get to read his blogs and he gets to read mine. Even though he’s in Davao, and I’m in Manila, we always keep in touch when it matters.



RV, on the other hand, is a character worth another whole entry. I so love talking about RV maybe because he’s so much like me more than any of my other friends put together. It’s like talking about myself all over again! Maybe someday I’ll get to write one entry each for these special people. One for Remcy, one for Ria, for Skee, one for Pare, and one for RV. Then, maybe another series for my other close friends.



But then again, as time goes by, maybe I will not write their stories, for those are theirs to tell. Instead, you’ll see and hear from them by many eternal prints they leave in mine.