Today, my best friend, Courtney Alison, is turning 35! For one month, we get to be the same age. Then, she gets to start lording it over me that she's a whole 11 months younger than me.
Not that she does that. Anymore.
Of course, she owes me a little for the 11 months I was able to legally drink during our junior year of college. While I was publically sipping beer at Agnes Scott band parties, Courtney and many of our cohorts were sneaking back to the dorm for sneaky cocktails. Kind of a pain, I guess. Especially since getting caught would mean a trip before the Honor Court and possibly expulsion.
However, I was thinking the package of Depends she gave me on my twenty-first birthday was payment enough! Maybe not.
Maybe there's no way to ever pay your friends back for all they bring to your life. I know that Courtney has given me so much over the course of the years we've known each other that nothing -- not words, gold, flowers-- nothing -- could ever really capture the depth of feeling and affection I have for my best friend. Nothing other than a continued friendship with her that lasts as long as we live.
I've always had this vision of Courtney and myself as little old ladies dishing on all the things crochety old ladies dish on and cracking ourselves up. That would be the greatest gift either of us could give the other, I think.
Anyway, Happy Birthday, Freak O' the Week! I hope your day is fabulous!
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Wow, you and Courtney have shared so much. I can't imagine such a friendship like that ever disappearing. You are a lucky lady.
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