Happy Birthday Boo.
I honestly can’t believe we’re 28 today.
Isn’t that cool?
I don’t know many people who can say that.
Obviously anyone with the same birthday can say that, but you get what I mean.
I’m so incredibly lucky to have gotten to spend 28 birthdays with you.
My best friend.
I could only wish that everyone could experience what it’s like to have a built in best friend from birth.
It’s pretty awesome.
I never had to question if someone would be there for me when I got my heart broken.
Or when I made a bad decision.
From starting school together, to driving to Western every day for three years.
You were there.
I was a little scared when I got married, scared because we wouldn’t be living together.
We had been roommates for 25 and a half years up to that point. The fact that you weren’t going to get up early in the morning and drink coffee while watching say yes to the dress with me was terrifying.
I had to start doing things by myself.
Obviously after college we chose different careers.
We went from working together to working separately.
We started doing our own things at about age 23, but it was still scary.
Going from having your person there 24/7 to only a couple of hours a day if we were lucky.
I’d say that we’ve done a good job figuring it out at this point.
We call each other throughout the day, and have kept our 680 day snapchat streak strong.
Because that’s who we are.
We can’t go without talking.
Even if we’re mad at each other, it doesn’t last all but a couple of hours.
I’ll admit, I’ve been mad at you.
I’ve thrown remotes and medicine balls at you, and called you a not so nice name once or twice.
There’s a reason I’m the “mean” twin.
But I’m sure you deserved it.
Just like I’ve deserved all of the tough love you’ve given me throughout the years.
There’s even been times where I wanted to shake some sense into you, but I had to learn to let you figure things out.
That was the hardest.
Last year I wanted to.
I wanted to butt in like I always did, and give you my unsolicited advice that you were so use to.
But I didn’t.
I had to let you figure it out.
And I’m so happy I did.
Watching you bloom into this amazing person, mother, girlfriend, and teacher.
You went through hell and back and came out stronger than ever.
I’m so proud of you.
When others try to break you, you fight back.
When you fall, you get right back up.
Out of all of the things, I think my favorite thing about us is running together.
Since day one of our running careers at age twelve, we’ve been side by side.
On those days where I didn’t want to run.
On my bad days and my good.
You were there.
I’ll never forget Junior year in high school when you won districts in the 800 and I ran onto the track to give you a hug.
And the next year when I won in the 3000 and you were the first one that I wanted to hug.
All the way to Junior year in college when I paced you for the first 400 of your 800 race and you qualified for Nationals.
You were usually faster than me, except for a handful of times.
And when I did beat you, I was filled with so much joy.
Not because I wanted to beat you and rub it in your face, but because you were my hero when it came to running. If I beat you, I did something amazing in my eyes.
We’ve been through numerous 5k’s, track meets, cross country races, and even a marathon together.
We’ve done it all.
You and I.
Megan and Janelle.
That’s how it’s always been.
Even though I can hear you now saying “no it’s Janelle and Megan.”
It’s always been us.
Through everything, you’ve been right there.
And I thank you.
Thank you for not making fun of me when I say something stupid.
Thank you for slowly memorizing every song from the Speak Now album by Taylor swift, until we knew every word to every song.
Thank you for running thousands of miles with me.
Thank you for bringing me dutch all of those times.
Thank you for the endless selfies, the good and the unflattering. And thank you for not taking too many screenshots of the unflattering ones.
Thank you for hours or car trips and pretty little liar viewing parties.
Thank you for being the Anna to my Elsa and everything in between.
Have the best day ever.