Loquacious Magpies

I am sitting here watching my best friend, my friend forever, go through one of the most meaningful, most important events of her life…she is giving birth to her baby girl, a perfect soul. Well, actually she is resting right now, between contractions. She sleeps so soundly as if this is just part of her inner beauty. Nothing to panic about, nothing to fear. There is only love in this room. Her mother rests by her side. Her husband hunkers down for the long stretch. And I sit watching vigil over the roost, ready to spring to action, unable to sleep. My body won’t let me. My mind won’t.  A love of my life will be bringing another love of my life into this world.  Someone I will love forever. Someone I already love, and will until the day I die.

As I sit here, anxiously waiting for my little Lily bean to breathe her first breath, I think about my Tara, and who she is to me. Tara is the embodiment of faith and the law of attraction. She is my Secret. Whatever she wants, she brings into the universe. Anything she believes in, simply becomes real. She is the embodiment of all that is good, all that is real, all that is perfect. She brings to life a richness, and a genuineness that is rare and pure. She is like a storybook heroin, battling every obstacle with grace and ease, only to come out stronger, and more beautiful assure of herself.   Nothing phases her.   Nothing distracts her from her goals.   She knew she would get pregnant again, and she knew she would have another child. And now, here we are.

I used to be very jealous of this ability to bring anything into the universe all that she wanted.  But now I only admire her, and wish for the same for myself. I know now that she was teaching me how to believe, to have faith, in anything. And I have. Because of her.

She is part of my family. The one who believed in me before I even knew how to believe in myself. I see us as stones in a river. She became embedded into the side of the river, starting her life as it was meant to be. I was still tossing and tumbling down our river of life, unable to find my footing. She plucked me out of the river, and took me with her. She brought me light and love and laughter. I resisted. I fought it.  I liked my pain.  I identified with it.   But she made happiness a reality.  She taught me that my happiness is my own. 

I just can’t help falling in love with her, and her children. It is no longer a conscious thing for me.  It just is.  I can no longer deny it.   I know that they have become a part of me I will stay here with her forever. I will.   A love I will have for her for the rest of my life.

December 8th has now become one of the best days of my life, and for that matter has given me the new meaning to my life. I am so thankful for the friendship I have kept with Tara, the friendship I have given myself. The friendship I have worked on and am committed for a lifetime. My love for Tara has no more limits, it has no restrictions. It is the greatest gift I can give her.

Today, Tara has given me her greatest gift.  Today, Lily is born.

Forever your Friend,

Bess