A very good friend of mine will be celebrating his birthday later this week. We've known each other since we were 17 and out of all my friends at that junior college, he's been the only one I've kept in touch with. He works outside of Singapore but that has not stopped us from catching up on each others' lives and well-being.
The best part about this friendship is how we both can be honest with each other about everything and everyone. He kept me strong when I was languishing about a relationship that was never meant to be and was there when I lost my way in life. It's quite funny how we can complete each others' sentences.
He also opened my eyes to things in life that I have been sheltered from. When he came out to me, what seemed like many years ago, I was shocked and saddened. And it forced me to evaluate my personal biasness, my own prejudices. It also caused my long-held personal and religious beliefs of what is right and wrong, what is black and white, all topsy-turvy. Over time though, I realised that even though, there is an aspect of him that is different from the person I first knew, he is basically the same guy I went to school with.
He is funny; wickedly funny. He is a sentimental - he pinged me today to tell me he found letters I wrote to him from way back when. He is caring and he is kind. And he is my bestest guy friend. And the husband is OK with that since he would never be romantically attracted to me :)
So, to you my dearest, Happy Birthday. Keep well. And please, when you see them next, don't encourage my kids about having a pet cat.
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