NEVER WOULD HAVE MADE IT
I was sound asleep when my alarm woke me up. Najah and I should go to church with Chelsea just to make sure she could handle herself with the Greg and Sherry drama.
I’ll text Najah, I thought. But I couldn’t find my phone.
It wasn’t on my nightstand like usual. I looked on the floor between the bed and the nightstand, no phone.
There was the charger, just hanging on the nightstand with no crackberry attached. I moved my pillows and raised my sheet and covers.
There was my red lover face down in between the flat sheet and me.
I fell asleep with my crackberry in the bed? I laughed at myself.
I had three missed calls, a voicemail and a text from Kalena last night: “Thanks for everything and I’m still in shock.” I sent a smiley face back.
The missed calls were from Sean. I forgot that we were supposed to be kickin’ it last night. I had such a full day yesterday, I totally forgot.
Oh well, I thought, I’ll worry about that later.
I texted Najah to ask if she would fellowship at Chelsea’s church. She replied quickly and said she would.
I began to smile and headed to the closet. She’s gonna be surprised when she sees us.
When Najah arrived, I had my Bible in hand and I was ready to go. She was wearing a brown and yellow dress sundress with brown cork-heeled wedges, and I was wearing a purple and red dress wrap dress with red BCBG pumps. I texted Derrick to let him know dinner was at my parent’s at 1 pm today.
I hopped in Najah’s silver Mercedes Benz CLK and we were headed to Acts Full Gospel. On the way, Najah and I were talking about yesterday’s events. Najah and I were laughing at the folks at the graduation party singing karaoke, and about how happy we were that Todd proposed to Kalena. We both approved of him and their union.
“So what are you gonna do about Drew?” Najah asked. I laughed because my emotions changed from happy to confused.
“I don’t know, maybe this is supposed to happen. Maybe it’s over. I don’t know. Maybe it’s ran its course, ya know. I’ll definitely be praying about it in worship today.”
“And so will I, girl.”
“Thank you. Can you turn the volume up, please?”
Marvin Sapp was testifying with Never Would Have Made It. Good friends are something special. I closed my eyes and his words were all I heard.