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Some people wait their whole lives for their best friend to come along. I was lucky. I was born with a built -in best friend. Throughout childhood, we werenÂ’t terribly close. We didnÂ’t hate each other, but I donÂ’t think we would have guessed how close weÂ’d be as adults. As we got older, things changed. We started hanging out-- not as sisters, but as friends. At this point in our lives-- weÂ’ve been through it all together-- success, failure, boyfriends, college, marriage, and children.I canÂ’t imagine sharing the stuff I share with you with another soul-- thereÂ’s just a camraderie with us-- a trust that even when we share things that arenÂ’t pretty-- things that are embarassing or personal-- we donÂ’t judge each other. And I wouldnÂ’t trade that for the world. We know how to be honest with each other too. IÂ’ll never forget the times weÂ’ve had to be painfully, brutally honest with each other. I donÂ’t think I could handle hearing those things from anyone but you. But when it comes from you, I know it comes from a place of love. IÂ’ve had times in life where IÂ’ve been so jealous of you-- your cute figure, your curly hair, your ability to self-censor yourself before speaking. But I also know that those things are what make us a perfect combination. You challenge me, motivate me, and inspire me. You give me a fresh perspective on the world and remind me to look at things in new ways. IÂ’m blessed to have you as my sister and my friend.
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