My dearest Soulmateclone:
This New Year’s Eve (and a couple vodka tonics in) I can’t stop thinking about how we started out. My mind returns again and again to those early tweets where we joked about funnels of coffee and throwing pancakes at our kids. In the blink of an eye we went from joking Twitter friends to bffs, and I have no regrets. Absolutely none.
You have held my hand through some of the roughest times in my life, loved me when I was a horrible mess and cheered me on when I tried something new. I don’t have adequate words to tell you how much you mean to me. You’re still one of the strongest, most beautiful women I know, and I’m so proud and GRATEFUL that you’re my friend.
I remember the first time I heard your voice on the phone and then months later meeting you for the first time in the flesh. Those moments are engraved on my brain, because you were so much more amazing than I could have imagined. I admire you and love you, and I hope that we are always soulmateclones. There’s no one else in the world that I want to be blogging with, because we’re not just online personalities. We’re two real women, with real lives, who are trying to figure out the people we’re meant to be. You accept me, warts and all, and that’s a rare thing indeed.
Thank you for answering my calls several hundred times a day and reassuring me that my ass doesn’t look fat. For critiquing my writing and giving me pep talks whenever I need it. I’ll kick anybody’s ass who hurts you, and I know you’ll do the same for me. Bejeweled switch blades and stilletos and all that…
Thank you for an amazing 2012. As we look forward to the New Year, I’m so excited that we’ll be continuing our adventures together. From the vodka and hair metal to our mutual love of donuts and cock… you’re my soulmateclone and the very bestest friend I could ever dream of.
Thank you so much for Vagina Antics. Thank you so much for being the amazing person you are.
I love you.