Okay really biffer? Who really keyed this term. I mean I say bff but biffer? Well anyways my thirteen year old almost fourteen sister in law told me this term yesterday, I laughed out load. I had someone ask me who my biffer was and automatically I say Jon Plante. It has been intuned in me this way to do, I have said the name since I was thirteen years old. Jon Plante. My boyfriend laugh. "Patti, when was the last time you and Jon hung out?"
Kay fine, true he's got me there but doesn't the daily conversation with my childhood friend keep us as biffers? So I have been thinking about the issue of my biffer?
Kay, the obvious choice of my best friend would be the love dover, my boyfriend. As Josh and I have an amazing friendship, there is just some things we can't do together. The major, bitch about the other. Don't get me wrong I love my boyfriend but sometimes he irrates the crap out of me, I am human not perfect! So do I consider him my biffer? No, I consider him the love of my life
Second obvious choice, my partner in crime. Brittany! Yes, she is amazing. I lovers her! Brittany is sponteanous, crazy, loud and childish. I am spontenaous, crazy, loud and childish. Not counting on excitment to have a good time. We are very opposite. Are what I should really say is that Brittany at 18, now, is who I was at 18. Uncertain, scared, excited, and emmotional. I love Brittany and she is definitely my best girl friend but not best friend.
Finally Jon Plante. Jon and I grew up together. His parents and my parents are best friend. What is the foundamental bases that makes Jon and I best friends. Maybe it is simply that I have been able to break down and loss it with him time after time. Maybe it is that he has been by my side through all the break ups the death of my loved Aunt, the deaths of both my grandparents, and the diagnose of my father's Parkinson. Maybe it is because when we are together we totally intuned to each other, finishing sentence, laughing and smiling. Maybe it is because when I look back at my life, every major event he has been in. Really I think it is simply because when I am down and out, his ring tone the one I hear. I love Jon, I always have. He is my simple ending.
Jon once told me after my grandma died, It is not the brick fall down when your world crumbling that is hard, it is when the smoke settled and you have to try to figure out how to put it all together again. Luckily I caught all your bricks. He did. With his help along with a good support group four years later I can talk about my Grandma without bursting into tears. Jon's life crumbled in October, he broke both of his ankles in a motorcycle accident. I didn't catch a single brick. I was too wrapped up in my selfish problems of which law school I would be attaineding. Selfish, Patti, Selfish.
He is still my best friend. I call him everyday and we laugh and we smile and act like kids. He knows that I am an emotional rollercoaster. He knows that I am so ridicolously afraid of failure. He also knows that I am uber lucky and have meant a man that I am hopelessly in love with.
So my biffer still maybe Jon, by default or whatever you want to call it. But thinking about I have this amazing man at home who loves me passionately and endlessly. I have this amazing girly who stays up cries during My Sister's Keeper. Then I have this amazing friend who changes with my challenges and has keep me sane in the last 11 years. I am so blessed.
So God Blessed me with the most amazing lover, Josh.
God Blesses me with the funnest gf, Britany.
God Blesses me with the everlasting friendship, Jon.
As Josh will always be my number one, the next two are close beyound and we will have a fun and amazing life together.
Till Next time, Kisses!