A place I never would have imagined

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I’m awake now and feeling better at the moment.  Something I hope will stick through for the rest of the week because I really don’t want to miss work.  Cross your fingers for me that this fever stays broken and I can get back to normal!  I need a shower….yay for sweating all day long!

Anyway, I have a friend named Kelly.  I met Kelly in high school, but we were in two completely different circles.  He was the kind of guy who sat in Chemistry with his head down and never said a word to anyone.  I was the semi-popular band geek who everyone knew because of my band geek status and achievements within the music community.  We were different, and not that I had anything against him, I just didn’t know him.

Fast forward several years, and guess who ended up working at the same company as me?  That’s right Kelly.

Kelly

All I could remember about him was the time our Chemistry teacher was getting on to him in class for being sarcastic and she called him “Master Bates”.  *snicker*  So, over time I got to know him again, and let’s just say the image I had of him in high school was not the person he was years later.  Over time we actually became pretty good friends, and I was subjected to listening to far too many details of his personal life.  However, it developed into a more personal relationship than I thought I would have ever had with him 12 years ago.

Funny thing is, somewhere along the way I didn’t realize how close we became as friends.  I didn’t realize immediately that he started calling me any time he had a personal problem.  I didn’t realize that he trusted me with the more serious aspects of his life.  I didn’t realize exactly how far our friendship (and that is all it is) had grown through the years.  I didn’t realize that when I ignored his call last night because I felt bad, that I was letting him down.  I certainly didn’t realize he would call me again today and have a break down on the phone.

His grandmother died.  She was pretty much the woman who raised him, the women who was his role model for everything in life and the woman who bailed him out of trouble in his youth.  He called me.  He cried.  He told me to change the subject to make him laugh, and this is what I told him.  “You know, ten years ago, I never would have expected to be in this position today with you.”  He laughed, so I guess it worked.  I’m sorry I let him down last night, and I hope he heals from this loss soon.  I am honored I was the person he called, and I can honestly say I NEVER saw that one coming.  Funny how life changes you.

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Author: Jill Stewart

I am a 37 -year-old woman from Arkansas who is happily married to a Scottish immigrant aka “the hubby” “the hubs” or if I am calling him directly “YO YOU!” We’ve been married for 3 years and it’s been a crazy ride, and unfortunately our finances have been beat to death in the last few years. We have two dogs and a cat, no kids. The Blog- What’ll you find: Financial Information as we try to become debt free My attempts at working and trying to maintain a home to the standards I like My adventures in learning how to sew Arts and craft projects Funny tidbits from my life including living with a Scottish person, the dogs, and other oddball things that happen to me. What you won’t find: Much on children. I don’t have kids and I can’t have kids. Recipes- I don’t mind cooking, but unless it’s something really special, don’t come here looking for the weekly recipe! You won’t find it- unless you ask my husband. If you’re interested in what you see, please follow me on Facebook or sign up for emails! Most of all, leave a comment or ask a question! I am always happy to hear from you!

18 thoughts on “A place I never would have imagined

  1. ok…care to give xangan idol another go?  Please go to amandasbiggestfan site and at least carry me to the next round….(and spread the word)….uhm…thanks?

  2. @Southernlass – i know, i know…but I thought I’d ask nicely.  Can’t blame me for not tryin’ right? 

  3. @edlives – I go through the trouble after having a 101 fever all day to write a semi emotional post, and you Xanga Idol me.  I demand restitution in the form of pirate minis.  *shakes fist at you*

  4. @Southernlass – my apologies.  Seriously…I hope your feeling much better now.  Please accept the following as restitution. (better than a pirate mini)

  5. @edlives – LOL, forgiven.  But for the record, nothing is better than a pirate mini!

  6. Life is awesome like that. I’m so happy to know that friendships can bloom out of nowhere, or out of something that wasn’t so good in the past! Yay for you! :)And… He’s cute. LOL. Just gotta add that.

  7. @Southernlass – LOL…just cause your you…

  8. great friendships can sometimes come from places you’d never expect =)

  9. @FreeeVerse – LOL, and he’s single.  I can set you up if you want! 😉  He needs a good woman!!@ihsankhairir – Weird isn’t it?

  10. @Southernlass – Does he have a Xanga? LOL! [But I’m semi-serious. ]

  11. @FreeeVerse – No, actually, I think he is pretty much daft when it comes to the internet.  He’s just a good ole country boy.

  12. I find that some of my greatest friends were the unexpected ones. You agree?

  13. Sometimes, you just need to be there.  And you were.Good story, my dear. 🙂

  14. Hey, don’t think I’m crazy because I went through your Xanga to get here. I just came by because Addy told me to And that’s amazing how you two became close. The way friends should be!

  15. @chickwcamera – ROFFLE. Chica, you are adorable.

  16. @chickwcamera – STALKER!  YOU STALKER!!!! 😉  Nah, no worries.

  17. @Southernlass – @FreeeVerse – Oh you two! Heeeelarious!

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