Alexandra Grace Estrada

Alexandra Grace Estrada. My best friend. Over the years we have shared many things, one of which is our middle name. We've has some pretty epic times together and are at the point where silence is never awkward, we consider each other's family our own, and we can read the other's thoughts. But actually. I will start to explain something after a silence and she would have literally been about to ask that. I don't know what I would do without this girl. No one else will drop everything to go on some crazy adventure with me. She is the one I confide the most in. She alone truly understands what I mean, say and feel without my having to explain anything.

 

reads: Alexandra the great. (we used rocks from the creek to write that.

 

I don't know what keeps us together. Sometimes I start to wonder what we still have in common if we have talked about everything there is. I am amazed at how we can spend 80 minutes on the phone without actually talking about anything. I don't know what pulls us together, but I do know it was meant to be and it's not going away any time soon. Not everyone is able to find a friend who can understand you better than you can understand yourself, and Alex is that friend. I want to capture her essence in this post, but as that is nearly impossible, I shall post some pictures instead. I would have more, but funnily enough she hasn't sent me the others on her phone. SO below, are some of the weird things we do, and adventures we have.

 

There is no explanation. There is just Alex.

I call this one dork and duck

and this one duck and dork.

 

 

Can you see her trying to fly?

We are in Calabazas creek when it was dried out. We found a tunnel and decided to explore.

Now I don't remember the context of these Snapchats, but I do know that her faces were funny so I saved them.

 

 

Alex was in Boston trying to figure out which dress to buy.

But I really kept these for her silly faces.

See?

The things we send to each other

I don't even know. But it's adorable.

Apparently she took this without my knowing about it. But Abby knew and didn't tell me.

I got her this mug from North Carolina

We even send old fashioned messages to each other!

Alex somehow tipped the cookie tray when taking it out...



...and all the cookies fell out.

Her family is even fantastic. I love both of her siblings. It's also really cool because I'm the youngest and she is the oldest and by going over to her house, it's almost as if I have little siblings there.

This is her brother Ben, apparently flaring his nostrils.

Alex fell down. Don't know why.

These are the kinds of conversations we have over text.

I am holding you to this my dear.

Now, when Alex went off to CSSSA, I started writing her letters. And while not all of them are shown, These are some of the best. I continued writing these letters when she went off to Emerson College.

 

 

 

This is where Alex put all my letters. It became a collection on her wall at school. I plan on making ever more next year, and aim to cover an entire wall before she graduates. I have three more years to do that. I will need more crayons.

Us, just messing around, per usual

Alex taking pictures of me whilst on railroad tracks 50 feet in the air.

She made me laugh so hard. And caught it on camera.

 

We found this on the creek bed and sort of adopted this rock.

I like that this is the last picture because it shows that our friendship is as solid as a rock. See what I did there? I made up a deep metaphor on the spot to justify my use of my rock in this post. But it still stands. Alex is the one I will always choose for my adventures. She can always make me feel better, and make me laugh. Even though, in certain aspects, we are polar opposites, we never have gotten along better. I cannot remember a single instance in which we had a fight.

 

Alex is the person I go to for everything. I got to her when I get super excited, nervous, worried, sad or furious. She understands what I mean without complicated explanations and grounds me from falling too far into anger or sadness. So here's to the girl who always understands me. Here's to the friendship that neither of us remember how or when it started, making it timeless. Here's to the future and may it be as bright and bubbly as our past. May you always be there when I need you and may I be as good a friend to you as you have been to me all these years. I honestly don't know what I would have done without you, my dear. I would not be the same person I am today had I not met you all those many years ago! Here's to you.