Dearest T.L.
I just wanted to write a letter to you–and ran out of a paper, and figured writing on a scrap envelop would not be appropriate.
Today you celebrate your 13 years of being cancer free.
13.
You are one of the strongest individuals that I have met– someone who does not judge, who has helped me deal with stresses of jobs, stresses of races (AND gave me flowers after my NYC 1/2 marathon!) , stresses of men/relationships/lack of relationships/stresses of honesty with friends…And you always have amazing advice, which I’ve taken to heart, even though sometimes it might seem like you are talking to a brick wall (brick wall being me).
You have the biggest heart of anyone I know. You never turn down a friend in need.
And you’ve made it 13 years. And there will be so many more birthdays to come!
I love you as a friend.
I love the advice you have given me.
I love your devotion to baking and cooking. And starting your own business.
I love how you can whip up amazing appetizers for a simple game night.
I love how your inner- and outer- beauty shines.
“Promise me you’ll always remember: You’re braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.”~ Christopher Robin to Pooh
T.L, I may not have been there with you, in the present, but I’ll always be there for you.
A Rendezvous with Sneakers 