At around 9:30pm tonight, my BFF K called me and asked me if my husband was working tonight and if I could come over to her house. She lives across the laske from me and it's only a few minutes away. "What's wrong?" I asked. "I may have to go to the hospital," she said. I could tell from her voice that something was wrong and she said her mom was coming to take her to the ER.
She is a single mom, raising her daughter M who is the same age with my daughter Ju Ju. M and Ju Ju have been best friends since they were not even a year old. Anyways, K wanted me to come over and watch her daughter while K and her mom go to the ER. Thank goodness, JT had the night off, so I was able to come over.
I'm typing this entry via my BlackBerry sitting on her counch in her house. There is no fansy picture to post, but I'm waiting for her to come home. She is fine; she has called me twice to let me know that the docs are running some tests and her mom will be home around 3am.
The thing is I don't have many friends here in Florida. I know a lot of people, but there are only handful that I can call friends. And K is one of my real closest friends. I tend to miss Hawaii because that's where all my good friends are and I get homesick all the time thinking about them. But my life in Florida is better because of my friendship with K; my life here is fun and meaningful because of the way K and I have become as more like sisters and real family. I love her dearly and I'm fortunate to have her in my life.
So, I'm glad that she asked me for help and I'm glad that I could help. Afterall, my husband is watching the girls, so I should enjoy the stillness or the calmness in this house while K's daughter sleeps (Thanks to my husband who didn't hesitate to tell me to go to help K.)
By the way, I have been wanting to visit all of your blog, but because of the situation and I'm on my BB, it'll be later tomorrow. Thanks so much for all of your kind comments and I can't wait to catch up!
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