Still smiling.

I've been so caught up in my art project lately I have completely neglected writing about the little things.  The moments that have kept me smiling.

Let's meander back to Sunday morning.  It's 10:00 am, I had my tooth brush in my mouth, I was wiping off the counter and suddenly my phone rings.  My phone.  Every time my phone rings my ears perk up.  It rarely happens here in Spain and when it does, the sound echos through the room of apartment 3C. I ignored it assuming it was a telemarketer and continued on with my Sunday morning routine.

38 seconds later, the noise returns.  Who must it be?  Two phones calls in one minute.  I pick up my phone from my night stand, glance at it and smile.  Do I answer and suffer the bill?  Noooo. Skype.

It was John Paul Vaith.  The One and Only.  My bestie.  My brother, in another life.  I dialed him back, from my computer of course, as fast as I could and when he picked up I started cheering.  Yay!  John Paul.

It was this small occasion in my day that made my week.  We talked for an hour about school, summer, friends, girlfriends, love, family, new york.  We laughed, we yelled, we discussed, we didn't cry.  It was amazing.  We only talk a few times a year.  Not enough. It's sad.  But when we do it's like we've never been out of touch.  He is one of my best friends and always will be.

It was after this conversation, I started thinking about our time together two summers ago.  We hung out together EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. whether it was for five minutes or 24 hours.  We stayed up until sunrise reminiscing.  We went to Olive Garden or ordered it in at least twice a month.  It's thinking back on times like these that make me wish time would stop.  I wish life would allow you to see those you LOVE every single day instead of just once or twice a year.  The older I get the more I realize this will never happen.  The more places you go, the more people you meet but it's nice to know that your favorite people are just a call, text or skype chat away :)