Love Letter No. 003: To My Best Friend, My Chosen Soulmate

February 15, 2026

From middle school to now, through awkward phases, questionable fashion choices, heartbreaks, healing, and every version of me I’ve never had to explain myself to you. You just got it. You just got me.

You’ve always been my safe place. My hype woman. My “text me when you get home”. My human diary. With you, I’ve never had to wonder if I was too much or not enough. I could simply be, and that was always more than enough for you.

Together, we’ve built a lifetime of memories. Screaming in haunted houses until our throats hurt. Sneaking out in high school like we were starring in our own coming-of-age film. Double dates that were more fun because we were with each other. Sleepovers that started with junk food and ended as therapy sessions. We’ve cried until we couldn’t breathe and then laughed five minutes later like nothing had ever happened. You’ve been there through it all front row, no judgment, full heart.

Your mom became a second mom to me. Your house, my second home. And your presence? A constant I never had to question. That’s the kind of friendship people pray for, and somehow, I was lucky enough to find it young and keep it all these years.

You’ve seen me at my lowest, at my most unhinged, and at my most real. And still, you loved me. Loudly. Freely. Without conditions. That kind of love is rare, and I don’t take a second of it for granted.

And now, watching you step into motherhood has been one of the greatest joys of my life. I know it’s not easy, but you’re doing it with so much grace, strength, and love. You are killing it, and I’m forever proud of you. The same girl who once stayed up all night with me dreaming about the future is now shaping the most beautiful one for her child and I couldn’t be more honored to witness it.

You deserve the absolute best this life has to offer, the softest love, the loudest laughs, the kind of peace that doesn’t need an explanation. Because you’ve given all of that, and more, to me. You’ve poured into me when I was empty. You’ve believed in me when I couldn’t see past the fog. You’ve called me out when I needed it, and held me closer when I tried to push everyone away.

So thank you for being my person, I love you endlessly. Like family. Like soulmates. Like forever. And here’s to more years, more memories, and more us.

With love,

Chandler