The other day on FB my status read:
"Friends. How many of us have them? Friends...
Granted, it is a famous, Whodini song and clearly, I incited
a Facebook sing a-long, but really, I was asking a real question regarding,
friends.
I have a plethora of friends. From east to west coast, from north to south
and across the globe, I have mad friends.
However, I have four that I consider my “BEST” friends. Kym, Ebonie, Dee Dee and Joie. I talk to all four of them on a regular and
try to see them as much as possible.
BEST FRIENDS:
The four I listed above are my best friends because they
know the “Little Lisa”. The awkward,
skinny, big thick glasses, no boyfriend having little Lisa. They knew of my home life, the issues with
my mom, me going through the tragedy of losing both my grandmother and mom to
murder and the devastating effects it had on my family and me. They witnessed it ALL and stood by me. The mood swings, the fights, the arguments, the
depression, the growth, the falls, the victories. They saw all of my transitions and for that,
I am truly blessed to have them in my life.
SORORS:
Now, sorors aren’t friends that you necessarily pick,
they’re women you’re kinda forced to know through your organization. I became a Zeta through the best chapter
ever, Omicron Gamma at Bowie State. The
17 years I’ve been a Zeta, I’ve met some dynamic, God-sent, amazing women who a
select few I love as if they’re my sisters.
I can’t name all of them because then, I’m throwing shade, but if I’ve
ever lived with you, LITERALLY cried on your shoulder, confided in you, slept
on your couch for an entire weekend, got me a job, done my hair (because we all
know I hate doing hair), let you drive my brand new Lexus because I was drunk
(Okay we all know that is Christine, lol), loaned you money, road tripped with
you, drove you home from the club, partied until the break of dawn with you, pray with you, encouraged
my writing, then you know who you are.
Sorors have a different bond than best friends. They’re almost like a best friend sub
group. When I can’t have my best
friends, these ladies are here to step in.
When I don’t have my sisters, they’re my sisters.
GUY FRIENDS:
This gets tricky because typically there are guy friends who
push their way out of the “friend zone” or I open the gate for them, but because of our foundation of friendship, we never let "mushy feelings" get in the way of anything. However, there are guy friends who truly
respect the platonic code. I have 5 guy
friends who are Kings! And even using
that word "king" is too weak to describe what they mean to me. I won’t put them out on blast (Erik, Omari, Kevin, Daemeon, Vince) but these men have; saved me from pimps (literally), sent gifts from overseas, traveled
to Canada and back, talked to me for hours when no one else would talk to me, have me cracking up about their crazy antics of women chasing, visit with
me even when I’m looking a hot mess, sit and drink an entire bottle of whiskey
and talk about everything, give me money so I won’t be broke, take me on
adventures, introduce me to new worlds, give me advice on my crazy love life, tell me when I'm actually being Metta World Peace (Vince), feed me, comfort me and take care of me
like a brother when my brothers aren’t around.
Fellas, you know who you are…I
salute you and love you wholeheartedly.
Okay, Vince…there is your shout out in a blog…you happy now? Lol But
I love you, bro! Oh and Vince, I do
recall your name made and appearance in one of Job Chronicles. Check the
archives, bro!
MY GIRLS:
Then I have some friends that are just my straight up
homegirls. These women aren’t in the “best
friend” category not because they’re not worthy, it is because it doesn’t even
need to be all that. Like my best
friends, they’ve seen my growth, been with me through the good and bad
times. Laughed with each other when
really we wanted to cry. Partied
together, gone to church together, prayed over each other, cried over men, been on trips with
each other, cook for each other and went from young ladies to beautiful women. Sonda, Sonja T., Dawn, and Wenya…Love you ladies.
MY SISTERS:
Marenda and Sarah, both my little sisters but both such big
inspirations to my life that they don’t even know it. They encourage me to do better by the way
they watch me. I live to make sure that
I lead by example. I don’t have any
children, and although they’re grown, I still live each day to do better for them. They’re my babies and I love them like
they’re still little girls. I love that they still come to me, ask me for advice and somewhat
listen to what I say. They're my hearts!
MY BROTHERS:
And if my sisters are my heart, my brothers are my heart beat. Dre and Mathew are two knuckleheads
that I will cuss out in one breath but will set someone on fire for them in the
next minute. Dre calls me “little big
sister” he’s funny that way. I’m
Mathew’s falafel and his sweet baklava...where this fool find these nicknames for me, I don't know, but I miss their love for me. I miss the way Dre looks at me when he’s
worried about me and I have to say “what, Dre?”
and he says, “nothing Lisa, I just love you,” but really he doesn’t want
me to “go off” on him. I miss Mateo’s
look when he hasn’t seen me in a long time, and that he and I can crack
up together at the silliest things, “it could’ve given me quite a poo poo”
(inside joke, Duck Tales Movie).
It’s a random Monday night and I’m feeling lots of love
inside of me and appreciate the people who have an impact on my life. I hate that I don’t have them all close to
me, like for real here in my building…where I can walk downstairs and borrow sugar from
them, lol. In a perfect world, we’d all
live in the same neighborhood, on the same block and on the same street…not on
the same social media network where although they're a click away...they're still miles away.
Oh and special shout outs to the people I have group chats with on my phone...ya'll make each day fun with laughter, advice and sometimes the level of ignoring you give me is unprecedented. I'm just kidding...but I really do hate to be ignored via text, you don't know how many names I call you in my mind...well now you do....LOL....I'm just kidding...or not...lol
Coming to you live and direct from the temple of MaLisea Queen
where she misses everyone. Even you, too!! xoxoxoxo
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