We've been friends for as long as I can remember. Meeting you was like meeting my long-lost twin with blonde hair. When you moved away for the first time I remember feeling the need to spend every second of my time with you, even if I was smothering you a little. You were the first and only friend I had up until the age of 11, after that I had to learn how to talk to others and make friends that I knew would never replace you. After your move, I was scared you would forget about me and forget about our friendship, I was lucky you didn't. I think back to a lot of our fun times, like when your mom took us to see Smurfs and you convinced me to wear the most horrid blue eyeshadow. These memories are have been what has kept me together since your first move. When you told me you were moving back to the coast I cried so many happy tears, only to figure out you'd still be six and a half hours away. Over the years I've wondered what it would be like if you moved back here, would we still have our close bond or would we just live our lives and only talk in passing?

Knowing that I still have a friend in you has given me lots of comforts, even if we don't talk as much as we used to when we were younger. Life is finally catching up to us like we said it would. College, jobs, and boyfriends are finally coming into our lives and despite all of that we've both found time for God. I'm so glad that neither one of us lost our spark for Him.

This is to say thank you for everything you've been to me for the past 13 years. You've been more than a friend you have been my sister and my other half. You've helped me conquer some pretty dark times and I could not be more grateful to have you in my life. Thank you. It's us against the world.