Something really nice happened yesterday. I was gone pretty much all day, at work and then at Ashley's house. When I did get home, I checked the mail out of habit, sure that my mom would have already gotten it.
Turns out, she hadn't. And, turns out as well, even though I haven't written back to Jeremy yet, there was a letter for me!
And, inside, there was a Christmas surprise for me. My Christmas present from Jeremy. I was so happy. It was a map of Finland, where he is right now. It was so nice.
Lately, I've been feeling .. unconnected to Jeremy.
Before he left, he was in every part of my life, almost. There was hardly anything I did without him, and if I did it without him, I would tell him about it later. It was the same with his life. We were best friends, in every meaning of the word. But it was more than that. We sort of .. completed each other. In a totally unromantic way. His strengths overcame my weaknesses and vise versa. We looked out for each other and understood each other implicitly. We knew when to talk, when to be silent, when to make the other one just cry it out or when to make them laugh. I knew Jeremy so well, I really could tell you what he would say or do in certain situations.
This was painfully apparent on our last double date, right before he left. I say painfully because we both knew it was our last double date for a long while. It was hard, because I knew before he left how much I would miss him, how hard it would be on me.
When he left, I felt .. smaller. I literally felt as if someone had taken a piece of me away. What was I supposed to do then? I had no idea. So I just kept doing what I normally did, living life away. But it was hard, because everything I did, Jeremy's absence was so obviously apparent to me. It was a huge, gaping hole. I feel bad for anyone who had to be around me at the time, for I'm sure I talked of Jeremy and nothing else.
I went to the New Year's Eve institute dance, less than two weeks after Jeremy left. It was fun, and I'm glad I went, but it was so hard. I hadn't ever gone to a dance without Jeremy before, excepting school dances. When they played swing songs, I wanted to cry. There were times, even six months after Jeremy left, when I would be planning something and would, without even thinking about it, start driving to pick Jeremy up or get out my phone with the intent to call him. Then I'd realize, oh, he's in Finland.
Then, something that everyone told me would happen started to happen--I started missing him less. But I wasn't sure it was a good thing. I hardly thought about him at all, except when I went to email or write him. My life, once so full of Jeremy even with him gone, was now, well, Jeremy-less. I went to work, church, school, and dance. Most of my friends were people I'd met since he'd left. Everything I did had nothing to do with Jeremy. It scared me to death, especially with the new development of not seeing him for almost two more years.
I just hated feeling distanced from my cousin, my best friend, my other half.
Yesterday, though, his gift did something he couldn't have known it would do. It helped me feel not so distanced, not so separate from him. I have it hanging up, right where I can see it, right now.
Jeremy and I will always be best friends. I understand that, know that to my core. I know when I see him again, it will be like we were never apart. I know that even though we're different people now, we're stronger, and that will make our friendship stronger. And, looking at this map now, I understand that with my heart rather than just with my head.
Merry Christmas everyone. It's already been a great one for me.