22 years ago a life-changing event shocked the world. 17 years ago a beautiful friendship was formed.

When we were children, it was easy. Obviously we had the same interests: riding the bike, playing in nature, creating our dream adventures, laughing uncontrollably, going on secret missions and jumping in the trampoline for hours chanting BEST. FRIENDS. FOREVER.

To this day I believe we cast a secret spell that afternoon. I mean, we even had our own secret language.

When we grew older, I moved away from our childhood paradise and for a bunch of years we had very little contact. We’d moved on with our lives but I ALWAYS knew she was my best friend and that’s what I told everybody too. She did the same and that spirit is what kept our bestfriendship alive.

Aged 14,15 we found back to each other and even though we still didn’t see each other much, she was on my mind more again.

RELIANCE. It feels like work when you don’t love a person. But when you feel that unconditional love for someone, you would leave ANY situation to help them. Even when I probably wasn’t the easiest person to handle, she’d continue to prove me, I was worthy of her unconditional love. Whenever I needed space or to recenter, I went to see her. When she needed me, I’d be there. She was the magic powder added to my life, when my energy was running low.

TRUST IN MY PROCESS. Often I didn’t believe in myself enough and she’d be that Freud angel sitting on my shoulder telling me I could do it. Telling me I was worthy and creative. She encourage me to follow my path and taught me to be my biggest fan.

TELLING ME WHEN SHE THOUGHT OF ME. We underestimate the power of words. Every once in a while she’d text me -hey I just saw this and had to think of you. -hey I just came across that, you should try it. -hey look at this travel hack, you’ll like it. -hey just a quick reminder: we’re going to Hawaii in a few years!! Tell people you love them. But don’t use words.

SPONTANEOUS DROP-INS. It’s no secret that I’m pretty convinced I was a Hippie in the 60s. And part of my soul wants to continue living this lifestyle in our modern world. When I find more friends who’d do the same, I’d be the first to throw my phone away and only rely on the good old door-knocking. WAIT. I have that person in my life already. Just 3 days ago, somebody rang the doorbell at 8pm and we spent a beautiful evening talking about our and my mom’s childhood memories.

ACCEPTING ME. A few weeks ago we realised that if we’d meet on the street or in a café tomorrow, we would have absolutely nothing in common. From an outside perspective we’re literally living the two most opposite lives. But there’s one detail, that others cannot see: we’re both brave enough to listen to our souls – and that unapologetically. And we only have deep conversations, there is no small-talk, because we would probably bore each other to death. Even though we don’t think the same way, we respect each other to the highest extent. We listen to each other. We listen to what the other has to say or get off her chest, even though we might not have the same opinion. We listen, even though we maybe don’t even get a word she says. What we share is the deep knowledge about the others’ character and what she needs.

HONESTY. We’re bold and respectful enough to tell each other what we really think. Especially the hard questions, we might not want answers to, are topics that we converse about a lot. If I ask for her opinion, I know she’ll be straight forward. She’ll tell me what I need to hear, not what I want to hear. In the same sentence she’ll tell me I’m worthy of love and respect. My ego might interpret her as mean and sometimes I’m not even sure I like her. But one thing I do know for sure is I will ALWAYS love her.