Dear Darling,
I need to tell you something terribly important. You must never forget it and you must embrace it as though my love for you depends on it–because it does.
It is this: you must love Frit.
You will, of course, never love her as much as, or in the same way, I do. But still, you must love her, if for no other reason (though there are millions) than that she has been here, while you haven’t.
Please know–I don’t say that to be hurtful. I am grateful to know that all things happen in God’s time (even if He is really slow sometimes), and I know both of us, you and me, have needed this time to do, and to become.
But I will admit, the waiting is hard. Sometimes the absence of you is so crushing that it drops me to my knees. And of course there is always the lingering worry that maybe you won’t find me. But in these moments, when a few tears might fall, when no one else is here, she is. When no one else understands, she does.
Ours is a friendship that runs an ocean deep. Our scars, and hearts, are kindred. And our lives, hers and mine, are tangled up eternally.
So you must love her. Don’t forget, ok?
xo,
me
p.s. You probably owe her a big fat “thank you” too, for pinch hitting while you’re off wherever you are, doing whatever you’re doing. I’m just sayin’.
