So I’m sitting here, getting things done and I’m listening to the Ben Folds Live album which is quite possibly the greatest album of all time.
I’m brought back to 2000 by this song. Missing the one person I’ve known the longest – C my long time, long lost, best friend that I grew up. I’ve been obsessed with Ben Folds saince 2000 when my then high school sweetheart and I first started dating and saw C sing “brick” and “missing the war” at a high school pops concert. He was incredible and moved me to tears. A year later, the night that said high school boyfriend and I broke up, he moved me to tears again by singing “Call and Answer” by Barenaked Ladies.
I’m sure everyone has that friend…that friend that they grew up with, that they thought they were going to marry. Maybe you drifted apart, maybe he/she came out to you while they were wasted over the phone your freshman year of college. Maybe you did marry them. Maybe they’re not even in your life anymore. But everyone has that one friend that they can just…pick back up where they left off even after months or years without talking.
C is my best friend. This is why I’m crossing my pinky fingers that he will be the soloist for my wedding. It wouldn’t be my wedding without him there. It would be incredibly special to me if he would sing. He’s the one – who aside from few others – have seen me through major life events – first kisses, first boyfriends, first breakups, first dances, first solos, first races, games…divorces, coming outs, moving away, breakdowns, the whole kit and caboodle. We’ve celebrated, cried, and laughed together. We’ve gone years without talking and managed to pick right back up. It’s just…natural.
update…
Just got off the phone with him. 30 minutes of laughter, 30 minutes of reminiscing, and of course an “I’d be honored” to boot.
I couldn’t wipe the grin off my face if I tried.
“So are you still as much of a packrat as you used to be?”
“OMG Heidi…my room is still the same…”
“…the same as it was until we were 18?! With all the Bart Simpson and Garfield memorabilia?”
“…Yes. It’s like a f**king blast from the past every time I walk in. I feel like I’m a f***king 8 year old boy again!”
**more laughter**
That combined with a new job lead and the promise of sangria, and pizza and fabulous girls after work have made my day. Possibly my week. It’s very rarely these days that I find myself laughing so hard I cry. The kind that hurts your belly – the kind that makes you say…as if you’re twelve again…
“Stop stop! You’re going to make me pee!” Which only caused more laughter (no pee though).
C gets it. He gets me. Gah, I miss him.
“Go ahead you can laugh all you want, but I’ve got my philosophy, and I trust it like the ground, and that’s why my philosophy keeps me walking when I’m falling down I see that there is evil and I know that there is and the in betweens are never understood so won’t you look at me I’m crazy but i get the job done yeah I’m crazy but i get the job done…” – ben folds “Philosophy”
C and I Summer 2005 at Tiger Lily’s in Boston “bowling.” It was the first time I saw him since about 2001. Can’t wait to see him in September!!!
*as an addendum, I wrote most of this this afternoon.
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