Fadedwords

Quite some time ago, I was having a very bad day/week/month.  I was chatting with my friend Drew and I said that it would be awesome if someone got me a Build a Bear.  We joked around about it for a long time, how nobody loved me enough to get me one (sidenote- Jake got me one before we were dating… so please know I was just kidding).  At some point Drew asked me what I would get if I could get anything.  So we came up with a moose dressed as a fireman, because Drew works with the rescue squad and I decided if he got me one it should be something that would always remind me of him.  We joked about it and Drew said he would name it MoJo.

Well this went on for quite some time.  I heckled him often about how he was never going to get it for me and how he hated me and how I hated him for teasing me with the notion of MoJo.  I laid the guilt on thick.

Drew recently fell under some hard times thanks to our awesome economy.  Before Christmas he said that he was planning on getting MoJo for me after New Year.  I thought he was kidding because of his own situation… but the other day he was asking me for my address again so he could fill out the stuff with Build a Bear.

Today I got home and found this on my front porch:

So meet MoJo Moose!

I don’t often say so, but I am incredibly lucky as far as friends go.  Drew is a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, amazing friend.  And not just because he spent his money on a stuffed animal because he knew it would make me happy.  Drew has seen me through some really difficult times in the years that we’ve been friends, and he’s always there any time I need to talk.  He always builds me up, reminds me that I’m a good person, and tells me often how much he cares about me just so I’ll know that I have a friend on days that I don’t think I have any.

So thank you Drew, for MoJo of course, but for being such a kick ass friend.  I <3 you much.