some days, i want to climb to a mountain top and
scream as loud as i can.
other days, i could simply cry the happiest tears
that ever were.
but most days, i’m just really really glad that she likes me
as much as i like her.

this girl who sees me in a way that no one else does. who has an honesty + realness about her that kinda scares you. she’s a wife and a mother, and she’s great at both. i watch her go about it all and think, i want to be that good. she’s creative, she’s thoughtful + kind. she thinks of everyone else before she thinks of herself. she rocks mom shorts like it’s no one’s business. this girl named deidra, who has not a single clue how beautiful she actually is.

i wrote a note to myself in my phone while we were out dancing last friday night and it read, “you referred to deidra as one of your best friends tonight!”

thank you for existing.

HAPPY.BIRTHDAY.OMG.IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY. YAHOO!

xo,

B