Happy Friday, Dear Readers!
Here’s this week’s writing prompt:
How did you meet your closest friend? What makes that person your closest friend?
For the purpose of this exercise, let us assume that significant others and spouses are excluded. 🙂
I met my friend (and this will probably surprise no one) at kickboxing. She and I were two of only a few women who went to Sik Tai, an old-school muay thai club where the training was fairly brutal.
She was quiet, but she was still friendly and easy to talk to. I remember noticing that she had kind eyes. A person’s eyes count for a lot with me.
I can’t remember how we first struck up a conversation, but somehow we discovered that we lived on the same street, so she offered to give me a ride to class. This was a huge treat for me, because before I met her, I took two buses through some very spooky neighborhoods to get to the club. I had to wait for a long time in the dark in said scary neighborhood to catch the bus back home.
During our rides back and forth, she would often ask what my plans were for the coming weekend. One day, I just said to her, “Why…do you want to do something?”
I can’t remember what we did (probably went to Papa George’s for Greek food and hours of conversation), but from that moment, we were friends. She has been my best friend since 1997.
We’ve been through a lot together…both good and bad. Right around the time we became friends, I discovered that my boyfriend of three years had cheated on me, and she went through a divorce. We traveled to the Dominican Republic and Africa together. We supported each other through terrible relationships with terrible men. And of course, we trained together…at Sik Tai until it closed, and then at CKMTC, Dragon, Pan Am, and now at KWest. I hope we’ll continue to have adventures together, even though we’re both in serious relationships now.
She is one of the few people I can trust with my life. I can tell her anything, and she’ll never breathe a word of what I tell her to anyone else. She’s a fantastic listener, and her loyalty is unshakable. She’s selective in her choice of friends, which makes me all the more proud and grateful that she selected me.
I don’t know what it is about kickboxing, but some of the most incredible, big-hearted people I have met in my life are kick boxers. There’s something about that martial art that attracts some fantastic people.
How about you, Dear Readers? How did you meet your closest friend?