Hey girl!

The other day you liked one of my Facebook posts and it got me thinking about you. It’s been so long since we’ve seen each other!

How have you been?!

Me? I’ve been doing ok. I got married, moved across the country, had two sweet girls, and started a new business…you know, the same old same old. 😉

Jokes aside, I do think about you all of the time. Probably because I spent more time with you than I did with my own family during those years that we worked together. You were there when my grandma died. You were there when I got engaged. You were the first person I told that I was leaving the company for a new job. And, you always made me feel so included in your life. You invited me to your wedding. You invited me to your baby shower. We talked about your sister so much, I felt like I knew her so well even though we never met! To think about all of the life milestones we experienced together, and how now, we never get to see each other.

Funny how life goes on.

It makes me smile when I think about how our friendship came to be. Instantly, we became best buds, and really, had we not sat next to each other or been on the same team, our friendship probably wouldn’t have happened. But I am so glad that it did. I knew right away we were going to be two peas in a pod.

I remember the time you invited me to my first happy hour with the team. I’ll never forget how included you made me feel, and how much I really needed that kindness that day.

Do you remember that? It’s still so crazy to me that we both came into the company as imperfect strangers, and we ended up perfect friends.

I haven’t seen you in years, but every time you like something I post on social media, I feel a twinge of joy. Joy because you still remember me, joy because you could have passed over what I posted but you didn’t, and joy because someday our paths may cross again.

Wouldn’t it be so fun to work together again?! I miss you, and I thank you for being not just my work friend, but my real friend.

Love,

The Girl from the Next Cube Over