Dear Nikky,
Thank you.
I started writing this letter and realized I was writing it to the Internet to explain who we are when the whole reason I was going to write this letter was to tell you how grateful I am that you're a part of my life. I hope it's not too embarrassing that I'm doing this in a public forum and that people we know might see it along with who knows how many perfect strangers. Somehow putting it out in the universe makes it both anonymous and incredibly long lasting, and hopefully you'll feel okay with that.
I'm just grateful. I'm grateful you still write me letters back and tell me your stories even though we're states apart. I'm grateful for the long phone calls when we find time to make that work. I'm grateful that you call me your sister and your best friend. I'm grateful for the gales of laughter over highly inappropriate things and incredibly awkward moments. I'm grateful that you have always been willing to stand with me and stand up for me and that you've always had my back.
Even more than this, I'm glad that despite all the change, health issues, relationships, and everything that we are still friends and still manage to grow closer as the years go by. I will never be able to express to you how incredibly honored and surprised and amazed I was when you asked if I would be willing to be your boys' godmother. I've never been asked anything so important or so easy to say yes to. A day hasn't gone by since you asked that I haven't been amazed all over again by your trust and that I haven't been awash with gratitude with the opportunity this affords me. I adore your boys, and I will do everything I can to make them feel loved and wanted no matter what life brings our way.
My plan is still for us to be roughly 103 and living in the same nursing home stirring up trouble by racing our wheel chairs down the hall and scaring the crap out of the new CNA's, so you and Yan need to stay healthy and very much alive. I'm still hoping one of these days I'll meet a great guy, settle down, and have a couple kids of my own so that my godsons can have godsiblings (is that weird to say? "godsiblings?" is that a thing?), but even if it doesn't, I'll enjoy getting to be a part of your boys' lives. Thank you for giving me that joy.
And Nik, I love you. We make the weirdest, best pair and I am glad God gave me you as a sister and as a friend.
Love,
Jaymin
My plan is still for us to be roughly 103 and living in the same nursing home stirring up trouble by racing our wheel chairs down the hall and scaring the crap out of the new CNA's, so you and Yan need to stay healthy and very much alive. I'm still hoping one of these days I'll meet a great guy, settle down, and have a couple kids of my own so that my godsons can have godsiblings (is that weird to say? "godsiblings?" is that a thing?), but even if it doesn't, I'll enjoy getting to be a part of your boys' lives. Thank you for giving me that joy.
And Nik, I love you. We make the weirdest, best pair and I am glad God gave me you as a sister and as a friend.
Love,
Jaymin
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