My best friend surprises me sometimes. One minute we're laughing about the ridiculous things Mila is doing and the next, she busts out something profond on me. It is strange to think of my parents at my age or when they were in teenagers. I will probably never know the details of some mundane day they had in high school. Even though I've seen a few pictures, I'll probably never know all of my parents' past loves or lost friendships. I'm sure as I get older and Mila starts experiencing her own life she will ask questions about my own. I'm sure there will be details lost or some altogether withheld. She will probably never know all of the relationships I've had, the love lost and gained after each one ended and how those heartbreaks shaped me and guided me to where I am now.
I cannot wait to share my experiences with her as she gets older. Although I never want to see her in pain, I hope that if she ever does have her heart broken in any way that one of my stories might help her in some way. She may never know about a woman I had known since I was a baby, a woman so close to me she would have been considered Mila's aunt had we not had a terrible fight and completely cut ties. I am so excited to let her know me and to get to know her as she grows but I also know that, just as my parents or my husband even, there will be past events left untold- moments that will be forever kept within ourselves. I may never know the girl my dad might have driven to the beach on a day too beautiful to be spent in a classroom. I will never know about a friendship that my mother might have lost due to growing up and choosing a different path in life. I may never know about the gaze of a woman in a bar that met my husband's eyes or the details that disappeared beneath the sheets on his bed. We may never know everything about the people in our lives but there is something extremely beautiful in that.
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