Comfort Zones

We've all had friends who were our "other halves".

Kiran is like that for me.

We met at a mutual friend's party, and it was another 2 days later that we realized that we were meant for each other. She's just a quirky as I can be. She's a great listener. She's an even better talker! She loves to stand by her word (even when she realizes that she's wrong!). She's a perfect blend of eastern and western culture. And my favorite... she's just as neurotic about cleaning as I am :)

Our husbands get along really well. Our kids are the same age. We can meet at breakfast and spend the whole day together, and at 1 in the morning, we still want to stay another hour.

Zain, her husband, is totally cool with Iman. Since they have a son, Hassan, who is also 2, he has no hang-ups about our little one. He’ll sit and feed her. He’ll take her out for a walk, he’ll even sit and indulge her while she eagerly involves him in a tea party.

For Kiran, Iman is like her own daughter. She’ll cook for her, take her to the bathroom, play with her, and love her incredibly.

I’ve never had to think twice before asking them for something. And when they moved away last year, I didn’t know how we would live.

A year later her husband has gotten another job and they’ve moved back. Kiran got here this weekend, and she insisted that we come along for all the major household shopping and help set up the place. Her explanation…

“It’s going to be your house too, so you should have a fair say in what you want and where you want it”.

I’m so glad they’re back. I don't know how I got through last year without her.