The Ayres Beneath My Wings

[Back by popular demand, my semi-exaggerated (at times) personal opinions on some helpless victim, er, friend/ family member.]

The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart. ~Elisabeth Foley

Approximately eight years and four months ago, my life transformed into a more interesting, exciting journey. Having befriended the lankiest, tallest girl I know has been one of the best blessings I've ever received. Now that we're apart (for at least another half a year), Allison and I have surprisingly become two seperate entities. It's a heartbreaking feeling, not being able to talk to or see or touch your best friend whenever you wish; yet, that's how I've lived for about a year so far, and that's how it will remain until my college days are over.
Virginia native, wonderful sister, loving friend, and beautiful miracle that she is, I refuse to include a picture because that would go against the nature of Allison. Though I've grown to love the camera, she absolutely hates it when anyone photographs her. Thus, I will simply describe her: she reminds me of lead singer for Aerosmith, Steven Tyler, while almost everyone else thinks she looks like Jennifer Garner. Many people have asked her if she's ever thought of modeling, her answer is always a strong no. I don't understand how she can be so self-conscious and insecure about her body, but I'm in awe that a girl could wish to be bigger.
We're a funny pair, in that, she has always wished to be me and I've always wanted to trade places with her. When I admitted I'd love to be as tall and skinny as she is, she told me she'd always been jealous of me because I was shorter and "the perfect size". There were also times we'd have rather switched IQs, parents, "love lives", among other things. We'd laugh whenever someone would ask if we were twins, though now I doubt they were observing us purely based on physical appearances. Somehow we complement each other without being so completely opposite from one another; the secret to this remains a mystery to even me. Of course, the number of differences has now increased now that we're not sharing each other's lives, day in and day out. High school was the crazy glue that stuck us together, one keeping the other calm during times of insanity and confusion that is known as teenage life.
Now that all that is over and I've moved 1200 miles from her, I feel that life has become a lonely journey full of interesting characters. Texas, of all places. When I found out I had to move to another country, we both asked "why?" To this day, that answer is still left without a reasonable answer. One of Allison's favorite quotes is, "things happen for a reason, just believe." So I'm left believing; in what, I guess that God would mesh Virginia and Texas together somehow. Life without my partner in crime has been somewhat uneventful and dull, at times. I feel as though I've lost something, a huge part of me, my reason to wake up early in the morning and trudge to the bus stop with a 25 pound backpack on my shoulders.
Siamese twins, frick and frack, partners in crime, AA batteries and A&W rootbeer...we've had our share of differences, times when we were unsure that we'd even speak to each other again, but it was all worth it for the time we have shared and have yet to share.
Love,
Anna
"Here's to the nights we felt alive/Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry/Here's to goodbye/ Tomorrow's gonna come too soon"