I will be honest, writing about the bunch i call “the winds beneath my wings” is daunting. Its a question of what do you say? How do you describe them so that people can see their essence, their uniqueness? They are different, and common at the same time. As i am not sure on how to write about this topic aka friendship, i have decided to try and put out a public note instead.
Here we go:
To you who reads my posts, because you know me and like me and not because blogs are of interest to you, or that what i write makes sense. Thank you.
To you who makes sure i am home, safe and sound. Thank you.
To you who drags me to Ethiopian and orders bread for me as the Injera is terrible to my teeth……..well……… Thank you (its the company when all is said and done that matters)
To you who screamed in a club till i heard you above the loud music, because you were super excited for my good news…Thank you.
To you who has a crib i call my second home, whose door is always open (and Kitchen for that matter)…..Thank you.
To you who can figure out that i am not fine, not by the sound of my voice or facial expression but from my responses on chat.Thank you. (i am amazed)
To you who i call to say all that is basically wrong with me and how an absolute failure i am and you remind me of who i really am… Thank you. (maximum respect for keeping it cool in the storm)
To you who constantly prays for me. God hears you. Thank you.
To you who figured out that the statement “Feed me first” is very important. My tummy and i piga Asante sana.
To you who i can winge and whine to and then have you clearly state that you will punch me out as i am being an idiot. Thank you.
To you who reminds me of my dreams and that i need to follow them.Thank you.
To you who went with me to the MRI (you knew i would be too terrified/stubborn to ask for company so you offered to tag along) and stayed with me until i got the results.Grazie.
To you who continually asks “How are you” and genuinely wants to know how i am doing. Thank you.
To you who can clearly state from experience that i do not define “cool, calm and collected” Yet you still call me friend. You are just as crazy!
To you who can honestly state Í do not trust that dude!. Yes, i know it takes guts, but someone has to say it….LOL. Thank you. (Someone has to be on the look out for the hyenas)
To you who endures my praises for frozen yogurt, and still not get the whole huppla. You do not know what you are missing. And yes, it is about me.
To you who i can just have coffee and/or milkshake, throw in some fries in that order…..ehem…….and yap about nothing or something, and still end up feeling like i had the party of my life.Thank you.
To you who says, Fear but do it it anyway. You know its been one winded ride!
To you who being late is just normal. Mungu akuonekanie! Yes, i will keep carrying a magazine so that i have something to do as i wait.
To you who has no idea on how to use modern communication tools, yaani hata mobile ni shida, who responds to emails 3 months later when no one knows what you are talking about………
The one who wanders all over this country and beyond to catch some new sites. You need to become the ambassador of ‘tembea Kenya’. Enjoy the journey, take the pics and let us hear of the people you meet.
This list could go on and on …
We do not pick family, but we choose our friends. And i have great taste!
PS:
I am in a lovey dovey mood today


