It’s astonishing to think that we’ve been friends for so many years. I remember when you first experienced your period; you remember when I started wearing a bra. We can still recite each other’s childhood phone numbers and pinpoint the streets where we grew up. Our roots run deep, and even after more than a decade of marriage, we still refer to each other by our maiden names.
We can quote lines from our favorite movies like Dirty Dancing and Ferris Bueller’s Day Off effortlessly, and we both know who our favorite characters from shows like 90210 and Melrose Place were. We even remember the names of our first boyfriends and that one unforgettable song that played during the awkward middle school dance when we both cried in the bathroom over the mean girls.
Our friendship has seen us through some tough times. We’ve witnessed each other in vulnerable moments—whether it was after a few too many cocktails, during the challenges of pregnancy, or while supporting one another through chemotherapy. We’ve comforted each other during heartbreak, wept while reciting wedding vows, and shared our grief after losing a parent. We know how to support each other without needing to say a word; sometimes, silence speaks volumes. We can sense when a situation calls for a comforting hug, a lighthearted joke, or a venting session filled with colorful language.
With countless secrets between us—like those embarrassing nicknames we hope to forget or that hidden tattoo that only we know about—we’ve shared our most cringeworthy fashion choices and dating regrets. I’ll never let you live down that mullet-perm from seventh grade, and you remind me of that guy I dated in high school who was nothing but trouble. And yes, we both cringe at the fashion disasters of 1996.
Our friendship has seen us not just witness each other’s love stories but be an integral part of them. We were there when we met our spouses, celebrated each engagement, and stood side by side on our wedding days. I knew you were pregnant before you even took the test, and you understand the unfulfilled desire I sometimes feel for a daughter. We’ve shared dreams of how many kids we hoped to have and the complex reasons those dreams have shifted over time.
We know each other’s voting patterns and the core issues that are deal-breakers for us, even without discussing them. We’ve shared significant moments, from our confirmations to our bat mitzvahs, and we understand each other’s beliefs—whether they lean toward faith or skepticism.
Despite the years, we’ve had our share of disagreements. We’ve gone days without speaking, sometimes forgetting why we were upset in the first place. Yet, we always manage to reconcile, knowing our friendship is worth it. We understand each other’s deepest regrets and wildest aspirations. We both know that Justin Timberlake will always be your crush while I’ll forever swoon over Leonardo DiCaprio. We can recall where we were during pivotal moments in history and the memories tied to certain songs, like why we can no longer enjoy margaritas.
Isn’t it incredible how long we’ve been friends? Reflecting on our journey together makes me feel… well, wise. Our friendship isn’t old; it’s matured. Like fine wine or a classic scotch, it grows richer and deeper with each passing year.
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In summary, our friendship is a tapestry woven from shared experiences, laughter, tears, and unwavering support. It’s a bond that has only grown stronger over time, reminding us both of how lucky we are to have each other.