My person

I used to think that “my person” was my Husband and, to some extent, he is. But I’ve come to realise that there is someone else in my life who can do no wrong. To me, she is perfect.

She and I have been friends for almost 11 years. We met at work and bonded over our mutual hatred of the same things. I adore her. I rise to her defence even when she’s indefensible.

I know that perfection is unattainable but, to me, she’s perfect. When I think of her I always hear Christopher Walken singing "Edna, you're perfect to me" to John Travolta. We’ve bonded over the same things. We go forever without talking. We share things that we don’t talk about with other people. I love that bitch.

I came to the realisation recently that I tend to hold people to high standards. I always get that itch to cut people off when they display undesirable behaviour. But not her. Never her.

She could smoke and I’d still love her.

She could drink, do drugs, steal. I don’t care. She has flaws - although I’m at a loss to think of any — but they contribute to who she is and they make me love her more.

Do you have someone in your life who can do no wrong? Who could rob a bank and you’d be like — they deserved it, how dare they arrest you for that?! I think we all need someone like that in our lives.

And while I can’t say that she views me as being imperfect (although, let’s face facts) I am that person for her. She is always on my side. I can resort to the brattiest version of myself with her.

Delete this person off your friends list.

And it’s never why? or they never did anything to me. It’s always just done and unspoken and the perfect antidote to whatever ails you.

I think she deserves the world.