As much as I'd like to gush on about Lucas, my purposes for this post are (shockingly) not about him. He is amazing, though, don't get that confused. I just decided that I wanted to post about a different choice friend of mine.
Ok, first off, let me just tell you about this picture. I am quite impressed we were able to get a photo with serious faces. If you know Erin and I, we are always laughing and joking around. The fact we were able to keep a straight face long enough for the camera to click is actually an accomplishment. I think we should've gotten an award, but whatever.
Anyway, I'm sure I've mentioned Erin a time or two on this blog, but I am going to do it again. Erin and I go pretty far back and one thing has always stood true since we became friends. We've always been there for each other. Now, there were spaces of time when we wouldn't see each other, or we'd both be busy with other things, but when times fell apart, the other was always there to help put things back together. One major example of that was when I was going through my pregnancy with Adelé. Erin never bailed on me. She would hang out with me, watch me eat more than enough food to feed a small country, and cry with me when I felt I needed to just break down. Erin would even let me boob over the same story time and time again, and act as though it was the first time she'd heard that break down. She was never wavering in being a friend to me, even when I'm sure it was difficult.
Well, my life did get better. The adoption process turned out very well and I grew to love the family that I made my own, I was able to finish all the course work in a difficult schooling program, and I married the man of my dreams that I didn't think existed. But that's the thing, even during my victories, Erin was still there. I know sometimes when we feel like we don't need a friend because life is going well, it's easy to push people aside. Or maybe it's easier to not be friends with someone when things start going well for them. Nonetheless, Erin listened to my fears and excitements before I made my most life changing decision.
I've always hoped that I can be the same for Erin. As the years of our friendships have grown, and our lives have taken many different turns and paths, I'm happy to see that we can still joke about my cat. I don't why that never fails, but it's always nice to laugh. We can still pick up right where we left off even if it's been a few months since we talked last. We can still share our fears, and try to help when the other is in need. I have a few 'best friends' and I am grateful that Erin is, and always has been, one of them.
Thanks for reading!
-Allison S. Dahl
