Once again, my best friend is having a birthday. And the day after that, it’s my turn. It’s been almost a decade now that we have been best friends. Our children have grown up together. We have gone on journeys together, had babies together, and at now entering homeschooled high-school together. I can imagine being little old ladies together… sitting on a porch somewhere (while our husbands play video games inside) sipping on sangria made with fruit I grew and wine she brought….. talking about the good old days when we had 5 littles and got stuck at a pot-smoking worm farm one day.
She still challenges me, holds me up, and is my super hero on occasions where there is a chance I would eat my own young.
Happy Birthday, dearest! So happy to be your friend!