November, the month of my very best friend’s birthday. Strange thing is that I can’t remember when or where we met but I do know that we were inseparable. Over the years, we had our share of up and downs, tears and laughs and serious laps in judgment but we never forgot how much we cared about each other.
I have to sadly admit that I am the worst best friend you would ever want. I can go months without calling her, even forgetting to call her on the important days in her life. I am not proud of this trait but oddly, it has never seemed to affect or friendship.
And it was so fitting that I would find myself on the delivery room table about to be a mother for the first time on her birthday. The most important thing that I wanted to accomplish in my life, next to being a wife was to be a mother. My marvelous son, Randy was born on November 20th, my best friend’s birthday!
I can recall a time when we had went a particularly long period of time without connecting. Then, one day, we ran into each other at the corner store and spoke like we had just seen one another the day before, like no time had passed between us at all. It was then that I realized just how much we fit together. Our friendship was so solid that there wasn’t even any need for explanations. Our bond would never be broken.
A short while ago, while sitting through yet another mundane job interview, I was asked this simple single lined question. “Do you feel that you have met your career goals?” For some unknown reason, I was stumped and intrigued at the same time. Although, I didn’t get the job, it triggered something in my heart and head.
Later that week while scanning the employment section in the paper, I came across an advertisement by the Red Cross, offering a course to become a Personal Support Worker. Haphazardly, I called the number, got an interview and was chosen.
I wasn’t really looking to become a PSW, but now here I am, embarking on a new career late in my life, struggling with my decision and the overload of homework. Who should appear, like a guardian angel, my best friend! She works at Red Cross as a PSW and will be my preceptor (teacher) during my on-the-job training!
Victoria says….Happy Birthday, Gail. Thank you for always sticking by me.