20 years of friendship

I met my best friend when I was 5 years old.
We had just moved into our new house when these two girls came walking down the street. One girl yelled from across the street…” HI, Im Ali, do you want to come play?” and that was the beginning of it all. We survived school, moves, our parents divorces, babies, living together, boyfriends and so much more. Even though we don’t see each other or talk as much as we probably should, we have some how made it through it all. 20 years later, my friend, is my sister and I can’t imagine my life without her.

Happy birthday girl. I can’t believe we are 25. Here’s to another 20 years of double A nights and getting old together!

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