I will call her squishy and she will be mine

9 Jan

I’ve been kind of going back and forth debating about what to write about today. There have been a couple of things that I’ve kind of been feeling like talking about, but a conversation  I had about an hour ago finally got me to where I need to go – at least for tonight.

I want to talk to you guys about Squish.

I’ve mentioned her several times on this blog – mostly in passing, but today i want to tell you – the universe – basically whoever will listen – how much I love this woman.

You can tell from the title of the post how Squish got her nickname – (my favorite line from finding nemo – for those who haven’t gotten it) – but funny enough, I’m actually “Squishy” – and she of course is “Squisher” – Squish for short.

Squish is my hero. Seriously. This woman works a full time job and puts herself through school, and somehow, in the middle of all of this, finds the time to be an absolutely amazing friend. Not just to me, to anybody that is fortunate enough to have her as one.

She’s studying to be a photographer, and man – the woman is ridiculously talented. I HATE getting my picture taken, and she is the only person who manages to make me look pretty. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg. Her work is amazing.

In Israel we don’t do the whole bridal party thing – but when I got married she was basically the equivalent of the maid of honor – and she threw me the most amazingly perfect bachelorette party ever. No male strippers (not my style) but junk food, purple decorations (my favorite) alcohol, games, and of course – john hughes movies. It was amazing – I don’t remember ever feeling so loved.

During the last two months – when I was falling to pieces, nine times out of ten, she was the one to catch me.

She called – every day. And kept on calling and listening and letting me cry – never once putting her own pain ahead of mine, allowing me to be the priority – allowing me a much needed soft place to fall.

Squish has been having a bit of a hard time herself lately. And just the fact that despite all of that she continues to be the amazing woman that she is – well, it just makes me want to bow down, Wayne’s World style, and say “I’m not worthy”.

She doesn’t read this blog as often as some of my other friends (who can blame her? she barely has time to sleep), but I wanted to write this to all of you and for her as well, because, well, she is awesome and she deserves to hear it and see it written.

At the bottom of this post you will find a portrait, taken of me, shmerson, and our amazing puppy – we like to call it “three noses”

I wish I could show you all of this woman’s amazing work, and this picture – though awesome – is the tip of the iceberg when it comes to the gorgeous stuff she’s done. But that’s what I have on my computer so that will have to do for now.

Let’s all send this woman some cosmic lovin – shall we?

Squish: Thanks for being my soft place to fall – you have – literally  – saved my life.

4 Responses to “I will call her squishy and she will be mine”

  1. slcurwin January 9, 2011 at 06:32 #

    To Squish, thanks for being a comfort person, you never know how much you become a life line at times. Hopefully we can return the favor to each of our “squish”s when the time comes.
    Also my favorite Nemo line.

  2. me0me January 9, 2011 at 08:43 #

    I love that picture and its name

  3. Marie January 9, 2011 at 20:01 #

    What a beautiful family 🙂


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