Even though he lives with me, he does have his own place. He invites me every week to go hang out at his place one day a week. I usually go but have missed a few times. I know I should go. It's always a great time. He invites a lot of people and I feel sorry because sometimes the people he really wants there don't show up but it's a good time anyway! We crank that music up, sing some great songs, talk to each other and listen when someone has something real important to say. I always love going it's just sometimes I have other things I want to do.
There are days I ignore my best friend. I will say "Hi" in the morning and talk about how thankful I am for our relationship or skip that and just talk about what I would like help with throughout the day. At lunch we get back together and I am thankful for the lunch he provided but then I'm back to my day. Some days I sit and read a little bit of his book but not everyday. He wrote this book and although I've read it all the way through, I can't remember every detail. Sometimes he'll say something and I know it's from his book and I'll act like I know what chapter it came from but I really don't. He encourages me to read it every day so I can have some of his best advice memorized but I skip some days.
Sometimes I have a very long list of things I want him to do for me. Since he lives with me, I have some things I want him to do or pitch in. Sometimes he does them but more times than not he has his own ideas of what needs to happen around here. He'll give me a list of things he wants me to do! Sometimes they don't make sense at all. We've got our own bills to pay and he asks me to give money to help with his place! Every time I have given money to help him with his place, he repays me back more than I ever gave. But sometimes I just don't help him with his place. I feel bad about it but things are sometimes just too tight.
Sometimes I let others and things take up the time I should be using with my bestie. Like sometimes I seem more excited at a basketball and football games and more happy with others than I am with him. Sometimes I spend way too much time watching tv, playing games, and hanging out with others, when I should be calling on my friend. And when the kids came, I should have had my best friend help me more with the kids. My best friend had a son. He died a horrible death at the age of 32 but my friend is full of peace and love and still talks about his son lovingly! My husband and I tried to raise our kids on our own. We'd take them once a week over to his place and he'd have an occasional meal with us that we thanked him for but I see now we could have done more to let him help us, he did have a son of his own he looked after.
My school doesn't like it when I talk about my best friend but I find ways to at least teach them some of the lessons I've learned from him. I can't give him credit for those things at school but some of my students know him and have hung out at his house too so they kind of know where my influence is coming from. I kind of hope the students will invite their friends to meet him at his house.
Just yesterday was my best friend's son's birthday! Even though he died long ago, people still get together to remember him. We exchange gifts on his birthday with family and friends and have a great feast of food. It's not a sad thing remembering him. It's a very happy celebration of life!
I don't want to "name drop" here so if you don't know by my description who my best friend is, I'd love to introduce you to him. Just ask me and I'll get you acquainted with Him.
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