I never knew what it was like to
grow up with a sister. Someone you could share clothes with and talk about boys
all the time. Another girl under the same roof going through the same things
you were and one who could understand your troubles. I never got to experience
any of this because God gave me two little brothers who I love to death, but it
just isn’t the same. Instead, I was blessed with something that much better, an
unbiological sister, my best friend Juli.
I may have
moved far away and we’ve always gone to different schools and occasionally we
lose touch for a small chunk of time, but as soon as we’re together again,
we’re as weird and dysfunctional as ever before.
When we
have plans I count down the hours until we get to hang out. And when anything
goes wrong or I’m having a bad day, she is the first person I want to call or
text.
All of my
best memories involve Jul being right beside me and we have enough inside jokes
that I can hardly keep track. Half of our conversations start with “remember
that one time….?” Followed by something so stupid it takes us forever to
actually say it because we’re laughing so hard as we’re talking.
I’m so
grateful to have my “boo thang” in my life. One of the scariest thoughts is
trying to picture what life would’ve been like if I never would’ve met her.
My parents
and brothers consider her part of the family and I know I’m her mom’s third
daughter which is why it’s not uncommon for Wendy to text me more than she
texts Juli.
Jul, I just want to say thank you
for always having faith in me, especially when I don’t have faith in myself. You’ve
helped me face my fears and you’ve always supported my dreams, no matter how
crazy.
Thank you for the laughs, the
smiles, the memories, the gifts, even the tears in both good ways and bad.
Wherever
you go just know I’ll have your back, regardless of if I really want to or not
because that’s what best friends are for. I’m here for you every step of the
way and through everything you face in life. You deserve the world so never
settle for anything less than the best.
I don’t
think my parents pay you enough for being my therapist and always there to
listen to me bitch and cry.
You’re an
incredible person and I know I couldn’t live without you. We’re too good of
friends to ever stay mad at each other for long.
I can’t
really find words to express just how much you mean to me. We’ve gone through
so much together and there is so much yet to come. I wouldn’t trade a single
moment we’ve shared for anything in the world.
You’ll
always be the fruit to my loop, ice to my cream, peanut to my butter, star to
my burst, pop to my tart, and dippin to my dots. But more than any of that
you’re the best to my friend. I love you to the moon and back.
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