An Open Letter To My Friends Who Have Changed.

To my friends who have changed,

I can remember the day we met like it was yesterday. I can remember the very spot, who I was with, and why I was there. I can remember how we instantly connected, like we had known each other for years. I can remember the shenanigans we would get ourselves into, with out even thinking twice about it. Your friendship was second nature.

You were there for the stupid boys,

the over abundance of makeup

the awkward hair cuts,

the weird eyebrows,

the sporting events,

the dances,

the sleepovers,

the high school drama,

the ridiculous amounts of kiss pictures,

the crazy stories,

the happy,

the sad,

the good,

the bad,

and the ugly.

You were there for every single thing.

But then something changed.

We graduated, moved, got married, got new jobs, got new friends, got pregnant …we changed. Things are SO different than they were, you aren’t physically here for everything. It is so weird to not be able to see you every single day, not being able to connect with you on every minuscule detail.

Honestly though, it’s not like I didn’t see this coming. This is all a part of life, right? I can’t be mad, this is how things go. People always said that things will never be like they were in high school.

The thing I never saw coming though, was that we could be so different, yet would become even closer than before. Our relationship has matured beyond their years to create an unbreakable bond. A bond that offers more grace, more love, better advice, more intentionality- how a true friendship is meant to be. I am forever grateful for that because I know the effort that has to go into that, yet you make it seem so effortless.

So cheers to you, friend- for you are sweeter than a fine wine, better than an age whiskey, or more comfortable than a worn in pair of jeans. Thank you for embracing all the change and continuing to love me big.


Your friend that you are never getting rid of.

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