Dear Sarah,
Never did I expect that dropping off my daughter at your son’s birthday sleepover would leave me a bit emotional. After the lively group of kids dashed off for their Nerf gun battles, you kindly invited me to join you for our usual drink and conversation. Eager to indulge, I carried the wasabi peas and pita chips to the patio table, where a chilled prosecco awaited us alongside the birthday root beer.
As I settled in, my eyes caught sight of the chaise lounges tucked away in the corner. Instantly, I was transported back to those days when our little ones, both chubby and adorable, sat side by side sharing Goldfish snacks. It’s hard to believe that our boys have been friends for a decade now, born just ten days apart. Overwhelmed by nostalgia, I quickly fanned my face with a chip, pretending it was the wasabi peas causing my eyes to well up.
After regaining my composure, we raised our glasses and celebrated our sons stepping into double digits. But in my emotional whirlwind, I neglected to toast the most significant milestone of all: our own decade-long friendship.
I still remember our first meeting at the New Moms’ Club. I had shown up as a non-member, and you arrived fashionably late. I sat in the corner, feeling frumpy and postpartum, while you and your spirited little boy lit up the room. Your infectious energy drew everyone in, and when the crowd thinned, you found your way to me and my sleeping baby. Any postpartum insecurities I had melted away in your warm presence. I sensed your kindness and positivity, and I hoped we would forge a lasting friendship.
Though the New Moms’ Club eventually disbanded, we remained steadfast. Even when our boys clashed and we had to take a break from playdates, we ensured our bond endured. When I welcomed my second child, you showed up at the hospital bearing sea salt brownies and open arms for him, seamlessly adjusting to our new dynamic. And when we moved in the dead of winter, you made the trek to our new home, even before I had unpacked a single box.
Six years ago, as you embarked on building your own business while pursuing your dream career, you still found time to uplift and inspire me to chase my passions, even after you transitioned back to full-time work. Your thoughtfulness is evident in the little things—a Wonder Woman Lego keychain, my coveted “Believe” Giving Keys necklace, and that stunning golden clutch for my 40th birthday. All of these gifts are reminders of your generosity, integrity, and unwavering support, qualities I so admire and that you’ve instilled in your son.
Finding you amidst the chaos of motherhood has been one of the most rewarding surprises of my life. So, on this special anniversary of our friendship, I raise my glass to you, my true friend. Thank you for being the genuine person you are.
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In summary, this heartfelt letter celebrates a decade of friendship, highlighting shared experiences, support, and the bond that has grown stronger over time.
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