Short Time

I'm not sure why when you are strapped for time, that when you do have an hour or two that it can't be cherished more, that it can't be full of love and not being able to keep your hands off one another but instead it's filled, so many more times than not, with fighting and barely recognizing one another. Having your hands on computers or phones 5x more than one another.

This feeling isn't new, it's been happening for years.  I've watched it among others, I've lived it, it's so constant and so heartbreaking.

#answerThereCameNone

Turtle's 1st Surgery

My friend has begun the final stage of becoming a Surgical Tech.  She started her clinicals yesterday.  This means she scrubbed in on her very 1st surgery.  Now what makes this blog-worthy is the type of surgery it was: on a vagina.  Not funny that someone needed this type of surgery, funny because MY BESTIE TURTLE's (who is a Lesbian) first surgery was on a Vagina!  Come on, laugh, it's funny.  One better? She popped her surgical cherry on a vagina.  Yes. I said it. And yes I'm laughing like a teenager as I type this.

So yeah, I'm THAT girl.

My list of ex's is short.  No, really, like less than one hand.  For one reason or another, after the sadness and hurt have passed, I have been blessed (or lucky) enough to keep each as friends.  So much in fact that one may be my roomie for a bit and another called me today in the middle of a full blown meltdown and said this to me... "You know me better than anyone." Now, she has a partner whom she is truly in love with.  They are in the midst of adopting and I'm so happy for them both, no really, I am.  But I have had the pleasure of being her friend since the age of 10.  Our families were close for many years and with that much time under our belts, it just makes sense that we "know" one another. We've shared a lot of experiences and it's nice that our circle has completed back to 'Friend.'
At the end of the day, all I want for anyone I care for, intimately or not, is to be happy.  I strive to find happy some days, I know how important it is for the soul.
So there I sat at work, listening to her.  Feeling her pain in her words and just listening.  Asking questions at the appropriate pauses, taking it in.  So as she finished she said, "you know how I like being comfortable... so what do you think?"
My answer was simple and I literally could hear the light bulb moment in her sigh.  I am so thankful that she and I can still chat.  I don't like for others to be unhappy or uncomfortable.  I hope she gets her comfort back soon.

Blessings to you dear friend <3