A few weeks ago I overheard my eldest daughter singing in her room. She does that a lot, but this was a song I hadn’t heard her sing before. As I got closer I saw her reading the lyrics she penned as she tried to find the rhythm she wanted. It didn’t particularly shock me that her lyrics were about her best friends. Everything she writes is about them. Every school assignment winds up being about them. Every short story she pens has something to do with them. She loves them like they were a part of her. Her song, which is entitled ‘The Best Year of My Life’ goes something like this:
“Oh, this is the best year of my life.
Best friends till the very end, but the end is never so let’s be forever, always together.
Oh, and we’ll never part, because we’re bonded by the heart.
Best friends forever, always together, no matter the weather.
And all the notes that we pass will always be remembered.
Oh, this has been the best year of my life.”
So, yesterday afternoon, my two daughters and their two best friends (who also happen to be sisters) ventured into the woods with glitter and balloons and umbrellas to find a rope swing so we could take best friend pictures. It may have been the best day of my daughter’s life.