Friendship is all about acceptance

I miss my best friend. These days.

I cannot even remember when was the last time we spend quality time together. Just the two of us. Without the husband or baby in tow. I adore both her hubby and baby. I always enjoy my visits to them. I really do.

But, sometime, I just wish I can have my best friend back. Just the two of us spending some quality time. Without the hubby and baby around. Like it used to be. Or just to pick up the phone and call her. For heart to heart talk without interruptions or a third party hanging around.

But, I have to accept that she is in another phrase of life that is different from mine. Her family is her topmost priority now. But, she is still my best friend. And someday, if I do jump into this thing called marriage, I am likely to do the same.

Yesterday, P was telling me “I told ER that I miss the old CS. The CS now wears too much makeup and skimpy clothes, going around trying to look happening. I want the old CS back”. I can’t say I disagree but as I told P, it is her life. If she feels she is happier this way, what can we do? We can only accept her for who she is. Hopefully, it is just a phrase she is going through. P gave me this disgusted look, “What phrase? She is 3* already, and still going through such a phrase?!”

Well, that is true too. I think what the two of us really feel is she is trying too hard to be someone she is not. And we are worried that her newly found veneer of assumed sophistication may just crumbled the moment a “not too decent” guy comes along. Meanwhile, we try to resist the temptation to nag at her. 

When she volunteered to bring me along so that she can introduce guys to me. I dunno how to tell her I am over clubbing and am not interested in getting picked up. Instead, I told her that I am hardly in the mood to meet people. Haiz….I do miss the old CS.