Thursday, March 30, 2017

Um...Goddamn, We're Old (We're=You're)

Today is March 31, 2017.

It is my Bestest Friend's 50th birthday.

The golden fucking anniversary of her birth. Yep.
We met in our junior year of high school. I honestly to this day have no freaking idea what moved her to approach me. But she did. I thought she was maybe...fake?...naive?...untrustworthy?

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.

Fifty? SHIT.

I love you. <3


  1. Awwwww... ��


  2. It's funny how those years add up, isn't it?

    I've known my three best friends for 28 years now. That's unbelievable.

    Happy 50th to your friend.


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