I’m reading an excerpt from my best friend’s daily blog and it always makes me so emotional when she writes about me. She is writing about how she has changed in the last year, and mentioned me moving away. Here I am, tearing up at everything.
“Van was still home. Not in our hometown, but in our state’s capital, only a couple hours away. If something went wrong or we needed each other, it was completely possible to hop in the car to get a best friend hug. I didn’t realize how much I relied on having her close. How sad it really was that she was leaving. But I also didn’t realize how much pride I had in her and how much drive she has to get what she wants.”
Best friend for life.