The Goddaughter, Or, My Weekend At Krystal's
Y’all have heard me talk about Misty. She’s my BFF. Like, if
we were sexually attracted to each other, we’d be married. Instead, we each
fell in love with someone else, but got matching tattoos to make our friendship
permanent.
Misty currently lives on the east coast. That’s hella far
from El Paso. She also has a baby girl that just turned 1, Sophie, my niece and
goddaughter. She’s an amazing little girl. Being so hella far apart, I don’t
get to see them often. I did fly out and spend a couple weeks with them when
Sophie was just 3 months old.
Misty has a big family. She’s the youngest of 6 and has
multiple stepsiblings. She has more
family than I could ever keep track of. However, her oldest sister, Krystal, is
also my friend. Krystal’s 3 daughters call me Aunt.
Well, Krystal had gone back to college and graduated just
this May. Misty and Sophie were flying out for it. Krystal, by the way, lives
in the same state as I currently do. Actually within a day’s drive. So, with
Misty and Soph so close, how could I not go see them?
I drove out on a Saturday. Misty had flown in a couple days
before. I got in just a little before the graduation, so I met everyone at the
college. It was great to see everyone again, and actually meet Krystal’s
husband for the first time. (He’s a cool guy.)
We went out to eat after graduation and got all caught up. I
hadn’t seen Krystal or the girls in quite a while. The rest of the weekend was
pretty chill. Krystal and I dyed Misty’s hair. We watched some movies. We
talked. A lot.
I headed back home Sunday. It was a fast weekend, but
definitely worth it. I’ll take every chance to see them. Sophie is an amazing
little girl. I was more excited about Misty having a baby that I would be for
myself. It helps that I love being an aunt.
I don’t know when I will get to see them again, but we are
going to do some facetime/skype dates. I want that little girl to know who I
am. I want her to be a big part of my life. I hope I can be a huge part of
hers.
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