We’ve been friends for such a long time that I can still recall the day you got your first period, and you remember when I made the leap to wearing a bra. We’ve held onto each other’s childhood phone numbers, reminisced about the streets we grew up on, and navigated the complexities of returning home. Even after a decade of marriage, we still instinctively call each other by our maiden names.
We can quote our favorite lines from classics like Dirty Dancing and Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. We know who our favorite characters were in 90210, Melrose Place, and The Golden Girls. We can name each other’s first boyfriends and remember the song that played during that middle school dance when we both cried in the bathroom, thanks to those mean girls.
Our friendship has seen it all, from the aftermath of too many cosmos to the tough times of morning sickness and chemotherapy. We’ve comforted each other through heartbreak, tearful wedding vows, and those devastating phone calls after losing a parent. We know what to say when words are needed—or when silence is the best option. Whether it’s a hug, a joke, or a colorful string of expletives, we’ve got it covered.
We’ve amassed a treasure trove of secrets, like those embarrassing nicknames we’d rather forget and the tattoo no one else knows about. You still cringe at my seventh-grade mullet-perm, and I can’t shake my regret over that guy I dated my senior year. And let’s not even start on the fashion blunders of 1996.
We’ve been friends long enough to remember not just where we met our spouses but to have been right there when it all went down. We jumped for joy at each other’s engagements and stood side by side during “I do’s.” I knew you were expecting before you even took that pregnancy test, and you know I still feel a pang of sadness about not having a baby girl. We both had dreams of how many kids we’d have and why life didn’t quite stick to the script.
We know each other’s voting preferences better than we know our own—after all, we’ve shared opinions in every election for the past six cycles. We know each other’s deal-breakers when it comes to social issues, and we can recall where each of us celebrated our bat mitzvahs or confirmations. We even know if the other believes in God.
We’ve hurt each other, too. We’ve had our spats and gone days, maybe even weeks, without speaking, only to forget what sparked the fight in the first place. But we’ve always found our way back to each other, apologizing and forgiving with ease because we understand each other’s hearts.
We’re well aware of each other’s biggest regrets and wildest dreams. I know Justin Timberlake will forever be your crush, while Leonardo DiCaprio holds my heart. We understand why certain Dave Matthews songs still bring tears to our eyes, remember where we were during that tragic day when the Twin Towers fell, and we both know to steer clear of margaritas.
We’ve been friends for so long that real pants—heck, any pants—are optional when we hang out. We’ve seen each other’s bare selves, both literally and metaphorically, and have swapped bras, eyeshadow, and Spanx like it’s no big deal. It’s hard to fathom a time we weren’t friends, and even harder to imagine a future where we won’t be.
Can you believe how much time has passed? Reflecting on our journey together makes me feel… well, seasoned. But we’re not old; our friendship has matured, like an exquisite bottle of wine or a fine scotch, gaining richness and depth as the years go by.
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In summary, our friendship is a tapestry woven from years of shared experiences, laughter, and tears—growing richer with each passing moment.