It is my Bestest Friend's 50th birthday.
|The golden fucking anniversary of her birth. Yep.|
But she wasn't. Not any of those things. And we quickly became not just friends but goddamned soulmates.
And 3.5 decades later, we are still soulmates.
We share in-jokes (e.g., "and what it is, too." Guess, you guys.)
We share daughters who were born months apart in the same year.
We've shared our marital problems (she remains married to her sweetheart, while I discovered my true love after two decades of marriage to the wrong man. Yeah.).
Happy 50th, my darling.
I'll follow you next year.
Happy happy happy happy happy happy Birthday.
I love you. <3