Dear Best Friend,
Today is your birthday.
You are 26, but it feels like just yesterday that we were 14, watching Monty Python and being ridiculous in my backyard.
Do you remember the underground fort we were going to build?
And the futon mattress we dragged into the corner of the yard, forever forgotten.
Remember when we used to go down the stairs in my condo like we were sledding?
Remember the wall we claimed as our own on our lunch hour?
The notebook full of secrets, the artichokes for dinner, the box we pushed each other around in for hours, Amenti making out with baby Jackson?
I'm so glad I have you as my soul sister.
I'm so glad that you were born.
Happy Birthday.
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