Friends, they are so valuable. Sometimes you talk every single day. Sometimes you go weeks (maybe even months) without any real conversation. Yet somehow, you’re able to pick up right where you left off.
Every. Single. Time.
When I was little my mom would wait until the day of Rachel’s visit to tell me she was coming over (we lived about an hour from each other). She waited because she knew I would beg and ask 5,000 times before the hang out:
“When is Rachel coming?”
“How much longer until Rachel’s visit?”
“Is she coming today or tomorrow?”
The real reason for me asking so many times… I totally needed to change my outfit because she was just as cool then as she is now.
Cheers to the coolest girl I know.