This past weekend I had the opportunity to visit my hometown of San Francisco, California for a very good reason, two of my best friends got married! It has actually been a long time since I’ve been able to visit California. The last time I was out there my mother passed away. After returning to Florida, visiting Cali was no longer the same. So, I decided to take a break. Turns out, four years have passed.
When I was younger, I met my best friend Laila at a church my family attended. At the time Laila and I were around eight or nine years old. Through the years life has changed for us both but the bond between us never has.
Not long after I met Laila, I met her neighbor across the street named Ken. The three of us would run up and down the neighborhood without a care in the world. Between Laila’s house and Ken’s house we ate until our little hearts were content and played like there was no tomorrow.
When I moved to Florida, I tried to get back to California as often as I could. When I was able to visit I always stay at Laila’s house. She wouldn’t have it any other way. Laila continued to live in the house we grew up in and Ken still lived in the neighborhood too. On my visits, the three of us would always get together and hang out like old times eating way too much pizza, salami, and Cool Ranch Doritos. In the past few years, understanding my struggle with visiting California, my two best friends decided to come visit me in Florida.
Even when we were kids I knew there was an undeniable chemistry between Laila and Ken. This weekend I got to witness that chemistry in full bloom as they said their vows and pledged a lifetime of love to each other. It was an amazing time and I am so glad I was able to be there for them.
I am already planning my next trip to California. I am looking forward to growing old with these two.
Friends for life…:)