I've known her all my life. She's been there through the ups and downs, highs and lows, and everything in between.
She has a contagious laugh, an old soul quality about her. She works hard and always tries to balance it out with being as playful and carefree as possible. She is as straight-arrow as they come and will always come out defending when she thinks someone is being treated unfairly. She is a cheerleader, a confidant, the shoulder you'll cry on, the ear that will listen, and the voice that will make you laugh until you cry.
She is the funniest when she's mad. She'll keep going on and on about the injustice of it all until she sees you laughing...then all hell breaks loose! She'll laugh so hard from the dumb thing she was mad at, it'll make her feel silly. She has a tendency to be a bit much on the organizational side of things. It drives her crazy to see something out of place, but don't worry - she'll make sure she fixes it.
She can't cook, or so she says. I think she just says that so she can get out of cooking, really. She is an avid reader and when you ask her what book is her favorite, you'll never get a straight answer. There are just too many to count. She loves to sing and enjoyed dancing in her younger years. So much so that she wanted to be a dancer, but her knee gave out and she had to stop. She always loved the creative side of things and still dreams about using her talents somehow, someday.
This girl knows how to chill. Her idea of a perfect day would be to spend it on a couch, snuggled up in a blanket with friends and family by her side. She'll make sure you're not bored since your favorite movie will be on and all the baked goods you'd want are at your disposal.
She's had a lot of experience with her heart being broken, from men to best friends. She will tell you that breaking up with a friend is so much worse than breaking up with a man. She always gives more than what is expected in a relationship and expects the same in return. This is the main reason friendships have been lost, but never forgotten.
I know her so well, that I can tell you when she's sad even if there's a smile on her face. When she cries, it breaks my heart. The only one who can really console her is her husband. He knows when she needs that hug and whisper that says he's there, always there. She worries even when there is nothing to worry about. At times, it can be pretty annoying, but it's just her way of caring.
She often times looks in the mirror and wishes she saw what her mind imagined, but all in all, is pretty okay with how she turned out. She looks at herself and always tries to find the good in herself. I like that about her.
She suffers from anxiety and depression that can knock her off her feet, but has realized that she just needs to reach out for help and it eventually subsides. She looks to me for guidance and love - and, unfortunately, it took me a long time to give that to her.
It took so long for me to realize that she needed all the love...just like I do. She needs me to be her fierce leader, her force to be reckoned with. She has always wanted me to stand up for her and tell the world how worthy she is. Slowly, I'm learning how to do that for her. I've learned to tell her that she is enough...that she is truly a gift to those around her...that she is just perfectly awesome just the way she is.
See, I've known this woman for over 40 years and just recently I've learned how to nurture her. Just recently, this year in fact, she came to me and told me she wanted to be a united front. She wanted me to protect her, to tell her story, to be brave for her, and (with no apologies to be given) fight for her.
So I am. I will. From that moment she asked, I have made an effort to do so.
That woman is me.