Kindred Souls
14 Apr
My lovely friend Elisa had a layover in LA yesterday and I got to spend a few hours with her. It was a day full of giggling and screaming and talking so fast you have to slow down to catch your breath. I love those days.
When Elisa saw me she said, “Look at you!” I told her I was regretting my outfit since it was so cold outside and she just laughed, “Jill, a sexy choice is never the wrong choice.”
This is why I love her.
We spent the day eating our way through Newport and reminiscing about our friendship. Elisa and I became instant friends in London. Instant like, oh-my-gosh-I’ve-just-met-a-kindred-soul instant. Instant like, you-are-one-of-two-people-who-understand-me-and-I-don’t-even-know-who-the-other-person-is instant.
Last year we found ourselves back in Utah trying to figure our lives out, yet again. Elisa had applied to an MBA program in Scotland and I had applied to my writing program in Malibu. We were scared. Excited. Wondering if we would regret these drastic changes. Wondering if we had a problem allowing ourselves to be happy.
A year later, over breakfast bagels, brunch cupcakes, and a luxurious Mexican food lunch we decided no, we don’t have a problem. We are happy. Those decisions were good for us.
Thank everything for friends like Elisa.