dear angie.

Dear Angie - 

I started to write this with an accounting of how long we've been friends, and then I realized…I don't know. It's not that it's not important to me, it's just that 1) I am notoriously bad at anniversaries (ask either of my ex-husbands) and 2) I don't exactly remember a time when we weren't friends. Anyway….

I know that we don't always agree on things. It's unlike that we'll ever share political opinions, polka-dotted pants, or recipes involving meat. That's okay by me. I know that we agree that raising kids is the hardest work that there is, that gin can smooth the edges, and that lip gloss is pretty important aspect of life. When I look at the passion and energy that you bring to your daily life (and sometimes, the honest truth that you're just out of passion and energy), I am a bit jealous that I didn't find that spark, that voice, when I was your age. I know that the view from inside can sometimes be a bit out of focus, let me give you the view from the outside – you are so loved.

I hope that you've had a lovely day that involved a starbucks run, spectacular eye shadow, and at least one seranade of Happy Birthday from those littles that you love. I wish you all the best in the coming year. I know that all of your wishes will come true.

Sending light, love, and birthday blessings, 

Katrina