herbs

Apart from the fact that we share the same birthday, I sometimes wonder if we have anything in common. We watch different movies, we listen to different songs, we wear different clothes… we even take our coffee differently. How odd that we’ve been friends for over a year and have close to nothing in common.

But then I just need to spend two minutes with you and I remember. No, we’re not cut from the same cloth. I’m boring white cotton and you’re shiny red velvet. We are, however, bound by an invisible bond of friendship. Some things just go together like peanut butter and jelly or butter cookies and microwaved queso de bola (mmm… I’m getting hungry), however strange or unexplainable it may be. Yes, we are different but isn’t that what the Coffee Babies are all about?

The Coffee Babies was your thing. You started it. I could never be so imaginative as to put several bloggers with close to nothing in common and expect them to get along. But you did. You saw something in us and for that, I will be forever grateful to you. You were the first blogger I ever met and since that fateful day in February, I’ve met quite a handful- some have changed my life, most have become good friends. None of that would be possible if it weren’t for you. Thank you, Herbs.

We’ve had our disagreements* but I want you to know that you’re okay in my book. You’re a good friend and your art inspires me. I hope you never lose that thing that makes you you. There may be bloggers who will try to take your place. They will be younger and their posts will be more hormone-enraged. They will claim to be more talented and more screwed up than you. Pay them no mind. In our heart of hearts, we know that they can’t lay a finger on our one and only bebigurl.

It sucks that you’re leaving but I know that you’ll have a better life there. I hope you never forget us and if you ever feel lonely, just come on home. We’ll be waiting with a latte in hand with your name on it.

And since I always end each post with a song, here’s one especially for you. You’re an original, baby. Don’t ever forget that. Australia’s famous for their boomerangs. It may take some time but I know you’ll come back to us. Maybe not soon but on an inconspicuous day like the day you chose to gather us all, we’ll see each other again. ‘Till then, take good care of yourself and try not to get into too much trouble, k?

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