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Here is a thing that is making me happy and that was too long for Twitter.
My sister became friends with J, a girl in her class, when they were in kindergarten. They were nearly inseparable for all of their childhood and adolescence, our parents became friends, they were constantly at sleepovers at each other's houses. When they were in high school, J's dad (working for a branch of the federal government) got a promotion and the family moved to Virginia, but the girls stayed in touch. All the way through college, all the way through to now, through terrible boyfriends and family tragedies and cross-country moves.
J's older sister, who's a little older than me, happens to live in Denver, where Isa lives now. And this week J is visiting her sister and her new nephew, and J and Isa have been hanging out. The pictures Isa has sent me are definitely different from the ones of the two of them in kindergarten - they're grown women, sitting in the front seat of her car, makeup on point, casually but comfortably dressed. My sister doesn't have huge glasses anymore, they're not both wearing pigtail braids. But their smiles are the same.
My sister became friends with J, a girl in her class, when they were in kindergarten. They were nearly inseparable for all of their childhood and adolescence, our parents became friends, they were constantly at sleepovers at each other's houses. When they were in high school, J's dad (working for a branch of the federal government) got a promotion and the family moved to Virginia, but the girls stayed in touch. All the way through college, all the way through to now, through terrible boyfriends and family tragedies and cross-country moves.
J's older sister, who's a little older than me, happens to live in Denver, where Isa lives now. And this week J is visiting her sister and her new nephew, and J and Isa have been hanging out. The pictures Isa has sent me are definitely different from the ones of the two of them in kindergarten - they're grown women, sitting in the front seat of her car, makeup on point, casually but comfortably dressed. My sister doesn't have huge glasses anymore, they're not both wearing pigtail braids. But their smiles are the same.
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