The first day of the rest of my life wasn’t when I met Jimmy.
Or when I had kids.
Or even when I started this blog.
The first day of the rest of my life was when I knew I had found my BSF.
Okay, so are you ready for what BSF means?
Best Sister Forever.
Sweet isn’t it? Do you need a moment to grab a tissue? You might want to, because it gets even sweeter.
Besides our commonality of being witty and pretty and bright, we also have, as she already stated a mutual love for Etsy and dead dads. Or passed away fathers, as I like to say it. We had so much in common, that we felt more than a friendly bond. It felt….sisterly.
Aren’t you glad you have that tissue now?
Hold on a second….I can barely see through the mist in my eyes….
At first it began innocent enough. We started simply by reading each others blogs. But quickly, we got bored, as it often happens in new relationships.
And so we mutually made the decision to move along to first base, emailing. And while that felt good and all, we needed more.
It was time for second base. IM’ing. And let me tell you, it. got. hot. We would spend hours, HOURS, searching through etsy and sharing our latest loves.
And as we grew safer and safer with each other through our love of etsy, we sped along to third base. Talking about the dads we lost. And we bonded over the hurt, the pain, and the life lessons we’d learned by experiencing such grief.
And then we knew.
It was time to bring it home. Home freaking base. We planned to meet. Face to face.
And while she wanted to spend all our face time making out with me (her words not mine), I thought it might be better if we kept it rated G, and instead offered to meet for dinner. With um, our families along. I just couldn’t risk the chance of her taking away my innocence.
You can read all about that meeting here, you know, in case you didn’t already see it on E! News.
So that, my dear friends, is the secret behind BSF. Now you know. You get to be in da club.
Now raise your tissues (as sopping wet as they may be) and lets cheers to sister friends. Best Sister Friends Forever. Ooooh, BSFF!
This one’s for you Kat. *sniff sniff*
© 2009 “Le Musings of Moi”
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awe, you guys are too cute! …my dad is dead too …lol. wait, I guess that’s not a laughing matter.
I have one of those! I refer to her as my heterosexual life partner! 🙂
Glad you finally shared your BSF Story!
I love it!!! *sniff*
Awww, that’s too sweet!!! I have a BSF too, Angela at Free Spirit Haven. We’re very close but we haven’t made it to home base yet, lol.
The awesome thing about having a BSF is that you actually picked each other. While sisters can be ah-MAZ-ing, you have to take what you get. “You get what you get and you don’t throw a fit.”
But a BSF, Sister By Choice, Sista-Friend is one you picked! The one you WANT and the one that you will work and work with to keep that BSF-ness in tact.
And it is THE. BEST.
I loved reading this.
I am a member of the dead dad club too. It stinks.
You two are too cute. I’m sure you make everyone want to be y’all or at least know y’all when you go out.
I always knew that you two were much for than friends. Totally sisters separated at birth.
ahhhh, FINALLY. thanks for sharing. I can sleep at night now. =)
That is sooo cool. I love to read stories like this.
BSF! I love it.
*tear*
these are THE MOST IMPORTANT PEOPLE in our lives!!! i totally recognize that now. (why the heck did it take me so long?!). i’m so happy to hear your story, it makes me all happy and smiley, dispite the low seattle clouds!
these are THE MOST IMPORTANT PEOPLE in our lives!!! i totally recognize that now. (why the heck did it take me so long?!). i’m so happy to hear your story, it makes me all happy and smiley, dispite the low seattle clouds!
So nice you found a BSF! You just need a heart necklace divided in two to wear at all times …
Too funny! That is sweet.
How sweet!
Marit is right. I am THE MOST IMPORTANT PERSON IN YOUR LIFE!
That is not a exaggeration.
I loved reading this post. My favorite post of yours ever. And NOT because it was all about me…but more so because it was all about me.
Thank you!
isn’t it awesome when we find a true kindred spirit. my BSF’s because I have several are some of the most important people in my life. internet is such a strange new world. gone are the days of pen pals and camp buddies. here are the days of IM-mers and blog conventions.
Ahhh- thanks for sharing
Sorry for your loss~
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I loved her story about your meeting too. Very sweet. I couldn’t be in your club though since I am not pretty. Now, if you had a club for girls that are unattractive and look like boys without tryint to, well, that would be the club for me.