Reposting from http://notsolittlewomen.blogspot.sg/2013/04/happy-birthday-mary-trish-grace.html
Once
you've thrown up on someone, you have a bond that will last a lifetime.
I think that's the secret to a lasting friendship. Haha! I still blame
you for making me and Carmi finish an entire bottle of El Hombre
Tequila, by the way. Blech. NEVER. AGAIN.
Now
that THAT's out of the way...ahem...here comes the randomly put
together (sort of) lovey foofey part. Brace yourself, Mary Trish.
There are people who momentarily hold a position of importance in one's
life, but in the grand scheme of things are really just passers-by, and
then there are the seemingly inconspicuous ones who just linger
and hover in the background, blending into the context and reading your text messages while you're
asleep, and demanding to know what your dad texted you. (Guess which
category you fall into.)
I
remember at some point during college or law school, we were in a cab
on our way to Eastwood, sitting quietly in the back and staring out
opposite windows, and it dawned on me that the best friends you can ever
have are those you can be sit in comfortable silence with. There is a
certain level of ease borne out of the lack of any inherent need to
contextualize everything. Most things need not be said, and even from a
literal ocean away, you can just sense that something's amiss, without
needing to be told.
Here's to the past fourteen, and to more crazy years of friendship, Mary Trish. See you on Thursday. =)