Day 13: Describe How You Met the Last Person You Texted & Talk About Your Relationship
The origin of our friendship is so bizarre, it’s almost not to be believed. I have known Alli since she was literally in her mother’s womb. You see, I was her baby-sitter for about a decade before I was her friend, as we are exactly ten years apart in age.
My sister Cher and I were playing at the end of our driveway one day back in the day when we looked up to see a very pregnant lady doing the adorable pregnant lady waddle over to us. It was our neighbor across the street, looking for a babysitter once her baby was born in a few weeks. Cher excitedly took the job, which I inherited from her two or three years later, when she got older and started driving and became “too cool” for babysitting. Allison and Abby, or “The Girls,” as we called them; one brunette and straight-haired, one blonde and curly-haired, became such an important part of our lives, from day one. We adored those little girls as though they were our own. I wound up spending summers as their nanny, running across the street from my door to theirs, just as excited to see them as they were to see me. And though I doubt if Alli and Abby ever realized this – I grew up alongside them during those years as their babysitter. I went from a little girl of age 12 to a grown woman of age 22. I stopped babysitting for them right around the time that I graduated from college – around the same point in life where Alli is now. A few years ago, Alli came to intern with the company I was working for at the time and we had the opportunity to hang out as adults and became fast friends. Little did I know as I was changing her diapers and helping to potty-train her and bandaging her scraped knees a million years ago that she would one day become one of my very best friends. That’s one of my favorite things about life – you never know in the instant that you make what feels like a minor and insignificant decision that it could wind up impacting the rest of your life.
Another thing that’s special to me about my friendship with Alli is the feeling of history repeating itself with the spirit of “The Girls.” Me and my sister were the first duo: she auburn and curly-haired and me with dirty blonde stick-straight hair. Then came Alli and Abby. And now my sister has two girls, Emma and Olivia; Emma with light brown curls and Livi with flaxen blonde straight hair. I love the evolution of three generations of two different but equally feisty and spirited little girls, always one straight-haired and one curly-q. Emma is just one year younger than I was when I started helping my sister watch Alli and Abby. And Alli is now just about three years older than I was when I stopped watching her and Abby. Having a front-row seat to Alli and Abby’s lives and Emma and Olivia’s lives as they change and evolve is a bit like peeking in at myself ten years ago, and twenty years ago. The challenges. The heartbreaks. The growing pains. Times have changed, but I’m happy to see that the really important things have not: The bond between sisters. The beautiful struggle of finding your place in the world. The process of becoming who you were meant to be.
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