To my childhood best friend,
I would have started this article by reminiscing the day we met, but to be completely honest, I do not remember any details from that day. Why? Well, that is because the day we met happened over a decade ago when we were three years old.
It is rare for someone to say that they grew up with their best friend, and it means the world to me to be someone who can say such a thing. Throughout the years, you have become my non-biological sister. We have grown up in each other's houses (i.e. the carton of ice cream we keep in each other's refrigerators and the toothbrushes we keep in each other's bathrooms in case one of us sleeps over and forgets to bring one), and we have attended family gatherings with each other's relatives. (My house is your house #AmIRight.) We argue like sisters, which eventually leads to a silent treatment, and the silent treatment leads to an apology and us picking up right where we left off as if the argument never happened.
Basically, you know everything about me, and if there is ever a day in which a book about my life becomes published, I would trust you to write it. You know about the lows I have had in my life and you know about the highlights of my life. In fact, you were even right beside me during some of those moments. It is safe to say you know of just about everyone and everything who have made an impact on my life.
Also, you have seen me when I am at my best and you have seen me when I am at my worst (i.e. my awkward stage). Seriously, thank you for still being my friend when I had braces.
We have come to a point in our friendship in which we can have fun doing absolutely nothing to spending the entire day together without getting sick of each other.
It is crazy to think that we have been friends for such a long time. From playing on the monkey bars in elementary school, to catty drama in middle school, to graduating from high school, we have been through it all. You have always been there for me since day one (of our friendship), and even with us being over a thousand miles in college, you are still someone I can always count on---just a phone call, a text message or a FaceTime call away. For that, I am eternally grateful for the friendship we have.
Thank you for being the pop to my tart, the Gigi Hadid to my Kendall Jenner, the yin to my yang, the Serena van der Woodsen to my Blair Waldorf, the Peyton Sawyer to my Brooke Davis, the Abigail Anderson to my Taylor Swift, the star to my burst. Lastly, thanks for being the (childhood) best to my friend. Here's to being each other's future bridesmaids, to being the crazy grandmas in the nursing home who will race each other in wheelchairs, and to creating more memories that will certainly last a lifetime.
Love,
Your childhood best friend
