{Today's Letters}

Monday, August 20, 2012

Dear Mr. Loerke, Saturday night you took on a lac repair patient 10 minutes before your shift ended. I love that you're a team player and always finish work strong. Dear Hair, It's been 33 days since I brushed you. Holy amazeballs. Best. Decision. Ever. Dear AWG, Driving 9 hours to see you for lunch on Friday was an easy decision. We've had lemonade stands together, smoked our first pack of cigarettes (and puked) together, and spent many summers skinny dipping at Beaver Lake. Childhood besties for life 'yo. Dear Husband, Unlearning fear is much harder than I thought. Thanks for being patient with me as I discover that wanting something is better than being afraid of it.

Happy freaking Monday, friends! Who was your childhood bestie and what's one of your favorite memories together?

16 comments:

Karen I said...

You wrote "Dear Hair, It's been 33 days since I brushed you. Holy amazeballs. Best. Decision. Ever." I don't recall you talkng about this before. Do tell.

Amanda said...

I'm so glad I'm not the only person who went skinny-dipping with their bestie as kids! And please do tell more about this no-hair-brushing-for-33-days!

Han said...

Can you enlighten me about the hair too? I go for about 3 or 4 days then when I wash it I get worried that I have no hair left on my head because it's all fallen out!

Bestie at lower school was Rachel - I'm now bestie with her younger sister Jess :D Rachel went to a different school when we were 9 and then Jess started helping at my church.

christina said...

I can't remember the last time I brushed my hair- years ago!! Best thing for my curly hair. :)

And I'm right there with you- learning the same things about fear. Glad for some affirmation of someone in the struggle with me.. I think you're brave! :D

Dana said...

Bestie and Partner in Crime since 3 years old: Erin Brown Smith. Many memories but one of the best has to be when we were 4 years old and climbed down a cliff to get to the neighbor's corral (whom we did not know) to ride their horses. Only time I ever remember getting a spanking : )

Fear can be paralyzing and grow familiar to where we believe it's better than change...trusting God is the only way! I have to remind myself of this often!!!

Happy freaking Monday to you and Tim : )

Teresa said...

Quiggly's Clayhouse in Richardson has an "adult wheel night". They also offer individual and group lessons. My kids have been to several parties there and the staff are super nice. Might be worth checking out.

Kristina said...

I've been friends with my bestie since we were 6. We've been through everything together even two years apart when we decided to see the world (separately). She's the best and I can't imagine life without her.

Julie Granberry said...

My bestie was Christie and we were thick as thieves until she moved away when we were 7. We decided to spray paint our Big Wheels one day and then turned the spray paint on each other. It was a glorious war until our Mom's discovered us then yanked us both inside to be scrubbed clean with an S.O.S. pad. Pretty sure we both lost a few layers of skin that day. Spray paint removal by an angry Mom is not fun. Thankful for a 35 memory that still makes me cry laughing.

Sara Laverty said...

i'd like to hear about this not brushing of the hair thing too!

Molly Roberson said...

who brushes their hair these days? YAY for free locks!

a good memory with adam was in sunday school. he had a kissing booth & I helped him set it up every week with chairs & wooden blocks. i kissed him a lot. we were 5 at the time.

more than old tree houses with rust nails & harvesting goods from the front-backyard garden.

Katie M. said...

Em,

(Can I call you that as it feels like I am talking more to a friend than not?)

Your words today impacted me in a big way. You said, "Unlearning fear is much harder than I thought. Thanks for being patient with me as I discover that wanting something is better than being afraid of it."

All my life, many (but not all) of my teachers have doubted me. As a consequence, I have doubted myself and have been capital "T" Terrified to do certain things such as get a job.

One week ago I started my very first real job, as a teacher, teaching the grade levels I wanted, in a district I couldn't have dreamt of. I am so grateful for this opportunity and even though I have to force my fears to submit regularly (especially right now it seems), I look forward to growing stronger over this next year.

Thanks for your words Em!

the bergmans said...

No hair brushing for 33 days? Awesome! Do tell! Childhood bestie was Rachel. One favorite memory: curling dandelion stems in the forts we built under the trampoline in the summer!

lostintravels said...

Glad to see others have a fear that they are trying to overcome. Love that your husband is a great cheerleader for it, makes it so much easier.

Today's Letters said...

karen, amanda, han, sara, ha! y'all are funny. my friend molly talked me out of straightening my hair (which is naturally curly). brushing it is no bueno if you're trying to rock the curly locks! hairbrushes are overrated anyway.

han, dana, kristina, julie, the bergmans, loved hearing about your childhood besties growing up!

katie m, em = favorite name to be called. love your heart and honesty. you. are. brave. ps, those kids are lucky to have you teaching them this year. yep.

lostintravels, def don't deserve that dude.

teresa, i've looked there too. might just be where i learn! thx.

christina, i like you.

mmr, kissing booth with ad. amazeballs. more than twinner carrots and 8 hours of sleep.

Kathy said...

My oldest girlfriend that I share great memories with is probably my cousin and we have lots of things to remember together. Here is one - clomping down the sidewalk in Auntie Ems shoes.

Please explain the hair comment. What do you do if you don't brush?

Danielle said...

Partner in Crime would be Brittany Benzel! My favorite memory with her would have to be something so simple! Walking to back and forth to the pier at Myrtle Beach with her daughter. We laughed, we cried, and at moments there were moments where no one had to say anything but we knew exactly what we thinking. At the end of the walk we simply looked at each other and said, "I love you too."

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