Okay this is a really horrible thing to admit but I was told something today that made me feel very happy.
Katie came to see me when I got in from work, she wanted someone to talk to and I was all for being there and sympathising but I got a bit caught off guard when she said I was her best friend.
I know I should be just thinking about her pain but when I heard that I felt all warm and fuzzy. I’ve never had a best friend (well except when I was 10 but that was a goldfish so probably doesn’t count.)
It was all I could do to keep from smiling. I swear I didn’t hear what she said immediately after that, my brain was telling my mouth “Do not interrupt the grieving woman to ask about your friendship!!”
So yep, am a terrible person.
