Dear Best Friend,
I miss the summer we swore off men.
Just the two of us spent time exploring all the niceties of Pennsylvania. We had just broken up with our boyfriends and wanted to just chill.
I recall going hiking, “jogging” down the street for fun, flirting with different men, going to clubs and consuming a few alcoholic beverages and just getting to be young.
We had just graduated and had no idea what our plans were or how our future looked.
It was only almost 4 years ago, but it just feels like a lifetime ago.
I’d sleep over your place because you lived alone and I enjoyed the freedom of it being only you and I.
After our latest adventure at the club, we’d drive home and pick up some food at Wawa. I actually got a soft pretzel and you got something different every time.
Do you remember?
Do you remember all the fun we had being single girls in the city trying to find ourselves?
For me, on most nights, I felt lonely. I felt pain because even though I loved our single days, I yearned for a guy to settle down with. I desired companionship and direction in my life.
I was scared, but I felt less afraid discussing it with you.
Before I knew you, I thought you disliked me because of the so-called dirty looks I thought you were giving me. Little did I know, you were glancing at me because you thought I was pretty.
Going back to our Temple days, I wouldn’t change anything!
Our friendship has withstood men, living in two different states and you relocating to Oregon. We’ve continued to make time for each other – even working full-time jobs and juggling life. It hasn’t been easy, but we’ve done it.
And, then, you stood by my side as my maid of honor as I married the love of my life.
You’ve always been there for me and I’ll always be there for you.
When I look back on our memories, it makes me miss you like crazy, but I know you’re living your life to the fullest. We’re still in the midst of figuring out this thing we call life and I believe we’ll always be in that stage.
There are days I’d like to go back to just you and I.
I’d like to go back to that summer, but then I think about everything we’ve learned since then and how much you and I have grown up, and then I don’t want to go backwards. I’d like to go forwards instead and see how life will unfold in the next coming years.
But, at the end of the day, just know I love you.