Dear Scott,
I remember meeting you for the first time back at good ol' UW-Parkside. You had already been there for half a semester and I was fresh out of high school and full of acting dreams. I liked you instantly and you and I became the very best of friends. We saw each other through a lot of college freshman angst and beyond. I don't know that I could have made it through those years quite as well without you.
You were there when my Dad passed away and stood by me in my grief, silently supporting me and keeping others at bay, because you knew me well enough to know that at times such as that I needed to be alone. I'll never forget that, Scott.
Remember the silly summer jobs we had? Directing the local traveling children's theatre. What a hoot that was! And all those Friday nights tearing up the dance floor at the local gay disco. We were so full of ourselves then! The Za-Za Girls strike again.
When it was time for us to grow up and move out, we clung together and faced the wild streets of Chicago. We were so naive but eager to be part of it all. Our apartment there was the bomb! Remember how we almost didn't even go see it because the rent was so low we were sure it was going to be a dump? Who knew that for under $500 a month we'd get two bedrooms, two baths, built in cabinets, exposed brick walls, hard wood floors AND a fireplace. And it would be right down the block from Wrigley Field! And we would have the crazy naked lady for a neighbor! Haha!
I'm excited that we're getting together this Sunday. I can't wait to see you. I love how we now live in two different cities, almost never actually speak to each other except for a text or a status update on Facebook but when we see each other it's like we were just together yesterday. That is the mark of a true friendship.
I love you, Z also known as Scott also known as Chris, and I always will. You are one of those people who've made an indelible mark in my heart and that special place will always be yours. If you ever need anything, you know I'll be there. No matter what it is, I'm there. Always.
With deep love and constant friendship,
Me
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