Welcome to our weekly feature “Know Your Birdies” where every Friday a question is posed and you get to know us through our answers. This week we’ve asked… and answered: Who was your best childhood friend?
We moved a lot when I was growing up. Needless to say, I never had one childhood friend for very long. But I did have a host of friends; some of which I still see and talk to today. And for that, I am grateful. But if I had to pick one person who stood the test of time and traveled the craziness that is childhood with me, it would have to be my sister. I mean, we would float in to a new city with no friends and no prospects, and we’d find unwavering constancy in each other. Being 2.5 years apart, sometimes I would fulfill my birthright as the annoying younger sibling, but also were the moments when we would sidle up next to each other to brave a new place, a new room, a new set of potential friends. I love my sister more than words could ever express… and that started way back when. (Oh, and in the picture below, I’m on the right. Yep, you’re welcome for this little jewel!)
As far as I can remember back, Molli has been in my life. One of my first memories is of her wearing pink rollers at out brothers’ preschool. Molli, or Purple Polly Molli as our kindergarten teacher called her, or Ralph as my dad called her after she chucked in the back of our minivan, is one of the sweetest souls on the planet. When we went through our Anne of Green Gables phase we referred to one another as “kindred spirits.” I feel that this term is still applicable to us. Though we both moved after kindergarten and naturally grew apart we have still remained in contact. It doesn’t matter how much time has lapsed I could sit down with her and pick right up where we left off, whether that be last week, or two years prior. She is just one of those people who my soul feels at home with. I love her and cherish my memories with her with all of my heart, still.
Like Jina, I also moved around a bunch as a kid. I had great friends in every place we lived, but it wasn’t until I moved to Phoenix in 7th grade that I met my forever friends. And I mean forever. I still see and talk to my group of girlfriends regularly. I have full faith that I will still be in touch with them until the end. No matter how much we change, no matter the distance- we would do anything for each other. I can’t imagine my life without them and I wouldn’t want to. I love them like the sisters I never had. (Here’s some pics from 8th grade graduation. I have short hair! And a couple friends are missing, I couldn’t find a picture with us quickly.)
Tell us about your childhood friends!