Dear Sarah,
I never anticipated that dropping my son off at your son’s 10th birthday sleepover would leave me feeling emotional. After the lively group of boys dashed off for some Nerf gun action, you invited me to join you for our usual cocktail and conversation. Eager to contribute, I carried a bowl of wasabi peas and a platter of pita chips to the back patio, where chilled prosecco and the birthday boy’s favorite root beer awaited us.
As I settled in, my gaze fell upon a pair of chaise lounges tucked away in the corner. Instantly, I was transported back to the days when our little ones, each with their baby rolls, would sit side by side enjoying Goldfish crackers. I recalled how our boys were born just ten days apart and how this summer marked a decade of their friendship. Too shy to express my feelings, I fanned my eyes with a chip, attributing my tears to the wasabi peas.
Pulling myself together, we poured the bubbly and raised our glasses to our sons’ milestone birthdays. However, in the midst of my emotional stir, I neglected to toast something just as significant: our own decade-long friendship.
I still remember our first encounter at the Newcomers Club Mommy and Me event. I showed up as an outsider, and you arrived fashionably late. I could feel the stares directed at my frumpy, postpartum self as I watched you and your cheerful boy, both dressed in shades of blue, charming the crowd. When the room started to empty, you settled on the rug next to my sleeping infant, and your genuine enthusiasm was a breath of fresh air for this overwhelmed new mom. Your warm introduction broke through my insecurities, and I sensed that you were someone I wanted to befriend.
Though our initial group eventually dispersed, our friendship endured. Even when our boys needed a break from playdates due to their occasional clashes, we made sure to keep our connection strong. When I welcomed my second child, you brought sea salt brownies to the hospital, embracing my new addition with open arms. And during our winter move, you made the trek to visit our new home before I had even unpacked a single box. Your unwavering support continued when you launched your own business and pursued your dream job while still finding time to encourage me in my own endeavors, even after you returned to full-time work.
Every time I glance at my Wonder Woman Lego keychain, my “Believe” Giving Keys necklace, or the golden clutch you gifted me for my 40th birthday, I’m reminded of your thoughtfulness, integrity, and the admirable qualities you instill in your son.
The unexpected joy of motherhood has been discovering a friend in you. So, on this special occasion marking a decade of friendship, I raise my glass to you. Thank you for being the authentic person you are.
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Summary
This heartfelt letter captures the essence of a deep friendship that has flourished over a decade, highlighting shared experiences and mutual support through the ups and downs of motherhood. The writer expresses gratitude for the bond formed through their children’s friendship and the unwavering encouragement they’ve provided each other along the way.