you know who your best friend is, when you think about who you would want to go through your things when you die.
I love this thread. What Mulan said made me tear up. My best friend and I have a pact like this. It's not so much sorting through all the things in our respective homes as it is spiriting away the naughty and/or too revealing bits that are hidden in the box on the top shelf of the closet.
Her birthday was this week and I made her a mix CD as a gift. It was a very emotional experience to go through ten years worth of songs, each one with its own story - our own story, and to have to narrow it down to 15.
Knowing her has made me a better person. She listened to me, really listened, and in so doing, taught me how to listen as well. We've fought hard, we've loved harder, we've betrayed each other, we've apologized again and again and again. We've been through birth, death, sex, marriage, divorce, sickness, depression, euphoria, apathy . . . and we're still together. That's a friend.