21

29th August 2019

I was always under the impression that you had to know someone for years before considering them your best friend, which when you think about it is really weird considering when you’re in primary school, on the very first day you pick a random person and you just go:  ‘You. You’re going to be my best friend.’ Yet, for some unknown reason, I hit secondary school and felt compelled to know someone for a decent amount of time before I could bestow the title of ‘Best Friend’ upon them.

Between August 2018 and August 2019 however, everything changed. I decided to go back to university, and found myself living with six other people, and holy crap, I am never doing that again, (why I decided to do that to myself is beyond me.) The people I lived with were some of the absolute best people and some of the worst people I have ever had the pleasure or misfortune to meet.

One of those people was the woman I now have the privilege of calling one of my very best friends; Kerry. Which, had you seen us  last September you never would have guessed it, we hardly spoke, and I was convinced I was going to get on a lot better with one of the other girls in the flat because she was a lot more similar to myself, (and I did, it just turned out that I got on with Kerry a hell of a lot better.)

By the end of October however, we found ourselves talking, hanging out more, walking into each other’s rooms unannounced, answering each other’s door and by the end of the first semester we were really good friends, I was quite content to call her a best friend, and was suddenly a firm believer of the quality of a friendship over quantity, as in how long we had been friends.

I have this thing, and I know it’s stupid and I need to work on it, but when it comes to friendships, I kind of need validation. I am more than happy to walk around and call people my best friend, but unless they say that I am theirs in return I will forever be feeling like the friendship is one sided, if that makes sense. I had no issues telling Kerry this and she immediately reassured me that I was in fact, one of her best friends too, and as they say, the rest is history.

There is a reason that today's post is dedicated to this incredible woman. Today is her 21^st birthday and I am insanely jealous that she is spending it in Mexico, but no-one deserves a more relaxed birthday than she does.

I have not laughed harder, smiled brighter or been mentally better than since Kerry came crashing into my life. I truly believe that people walk out of your life at the right time in order for someone better to walk on in.

Kerry, that is you. You are someone better. You are one of my very best friends and I am so incredibly blessed and thankful to have you in my life. I know my first year at Uni would not have gone the way it did without you by my side, shaping it with me.

You are amazing, hilarious and beautiful and truly deserve the world and I wish so hard that I could give it to you. You work so very hard and I am so proud of you. I know we have only been friends for a short time but it honestly feels like it has been a life time. The fact that we are no loner living together breaks my heart, and I will miss you answering the door to my room even though I was right there.

I am so happy to have all these hilariously wonderful memories that I share with you. I can’t tell you enough how amazing of a person you are.

Happy 21^st Birthday my love.

Love, always
Tiffany Jade 
Xo