Mini House Party.

During my last birthday, I made a few commitments to self and listed down a few realistic things that I’d like to have done before the next one. So I was revisiting the post to remind myself of what I still need to work towards. Or if I have managed to do them, I can start on a new list, because there’s still so much more to be done. It was such an encouragement because I realized that I have managed to accomplish at least over 70% of what was on the list. But it doesn’t stop with the tiny victories, some of those things listed are not projects that have an end date. This was just to get me started, and then keep up those activities for a lifetime.

The point of the post was to tell you a little more about a friend I treasure – not that I don’t treasure the rest, it’s because last week was her birthday, and I thought, maybe I don’t talk about my friends much on here. She goes by the name Elizabeth Njeri, I prefer to call her Njeri, but she’d introduce herself as Elizabeth (pronounced with an s instead of z). She’s not as complicated as I make her sound. On the contrary she’s extremely simple and down to earth, but don’t let that deceive you, she’s pretty confident that it may intimidate you when you first meet her.

Friendships

Photo shoot with the girls – Naomi (left), Njeri (Center), Mariah (Back Center)

I met her when I was doing my post-graduate diploma at KIM (Kenya Institute of Management). As you would know by now (if you stalk my blog), I make acquaintances easily, because I can be the chatterbox. Although, I have a special place in my heart for people I share similar interest with. With this in mind, we gradually started talking after class, sharing notes, and reading for exams together, before we knew it, we were in each other’s lives.

She had (still has) a best friend called Naomi. I won’t say her pet name, because I think she’d literally skin me alive if I did. They think I have one too many readers, but I don’t disagree, I secretly hope so too. I shared classes with both, and by virtue of hanging out with Njeri, I became Naomi’s friend and then Mariah’s too. I’m that chic. I intercept friendships and hijack all of them and they become my best friends too. It’s either I deserved them or they deserved me.

That was 2010, fast forward. Since then we have been there for each others milestone. From birthdays, graduations, anniversaries, engagements, name it, we try. What I love about them, is that they’re as real as real gets. Whether it’s about how you’ve made them feel, how you look, or your outlook on things, the feedback they give you is legit. They always challenge me to be a better person and a better friend. I know I can suck at friendship things, but they’re aggressive about it and I more than love it.

When the opportunity to host a ‘birthday dinner’, better yet, a mini house party for Njeri presented itself, we dug right into it. It was supposed to be a surprise, but I forgot to mention that nothing gets past her. Pulling a surprise on her is becoming our vision. By the time she was getting to our place, she knew something was cooking. And of course there was a lot cooking.  From delish food, drinks, some really competitive scrabble, old friends meeting new friends, and because we were having so much fun, we almost forgot to cut the cake. I secretly wish everyone had…lol, that cake, you know the kind that melts in your mouth. Only problem is we were also over-fed.

We live for such moments, when your friends become more like family. Njeri, to a new year and many more ahead. This one is definitely going to be one of the best. It was an honor celebrating it with you. It will always get bigger & better 🙂

December is here and Christmas is around the corner, my favorite time of the year. Happy new month lovelies!

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

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