Kayla, 26

My beautiful best friend, Kayla, turned 26 last month, and for her birthday we broke out the confetti glitter and the giant gold balloons for a birthday inspired photoshoot in downtown Lynchburg. If you happened to be in Lynchburg during the week of this shoot and saw glitter floating around, it was absolutely my fault. Target’s $1.00 bins hooked us up y’all! They sell some pretty dope glitter.


I contemplated what I wanted to write about in this post, and I decided to extend Kayla’s birthday gift and write about exactly what this shoot was about – Kayla. She has been a part of my life for so long that I don’t really remember any of my life without her. I am so blessed to be one of those people who has childhood friends that without a doubt will be my friends for the rest of time. So, to honor Kayla for her birthday, I am going to tell you 10 (obvious and not so obvious) reason’s why I love her…

1.) I love her loyalty. I could expand on this, but anyone who has seen her with her friends and family knows exactly what I mean

2.) I love that she love’s things that I hate, and is totally cool with that. I think as  little kid’s we tend to believe that we have to be the same as our best friends. We have to pretend we love everything that they love and hate everything that they hate. Let me tell you, it’s so much more fun when you’re different. People always connect first on how they are alike, but to truly know someone is to see all of the ways you are not.  Here’s a fraction of the things that she loves/I hate – star-shaped things, polka dots, ruffles, her cat (Cookie *rolls eyes*), Hart of Dixie, running, popcorn (okay I don’t totally hate popcorn, but I hate being near people who eat it)…just to name a few.

3.) I love that she is afraid of corn fields… Like not even being in one… just being near one or driving safely in a car beside one legitimately freaks her out and it’s ridiculous.

4.) I love that when I stay at her house, her things are my things. Girls, you’ll know what I mean. She offer’s me literally anything in her home when I’m there. I can mention that I’m hungry and she’ll try to give me everything in her kitchen that she has until she finds something i’ll want. If I need to take a shower she says “I just got this really great $30.00 bottle of special shampoo if you want to try it out!” (First of all… hide that shampoo and use all $30 of it on yourself, Kayla. Don’t just be offering up the good stuff to visitors…jk..but really). It’s a good example of how in her everyday life, she put’s those around her first.

5.) I love that if I text her the words “ice cream” she says when and where.

6.) I love her voice. Girl can sing and you better believe we harmonize like no other on every radio filled car ride we ever take.

7.) I love her faith. She knows Jesus and He knows her.

8.) I love that she trust’s me. This seems a little bit backwards, as maybe I should say that I love that I can trust her (and I can 100%), but the fact that she trusts me means something too. She doesn’t keep things from me – which is great best friend etiquette, but it’s not always easy. She tell’s me her happy moments, insecurities, something that annoyed her that shouldn’t have, hard truths that I need to hear, her favorite songs, her worst fears, her triumphs, her failures, the weird dreams she has – everything. She trust’s me to receive those things and love her in them. She doesn’t like to let other people drive her car, but she let’s me. She always says “It’s because I trust you.” She let’s me pick out her clothes. She let me do her hair and make up and dress her for this shoot (beauty post to come soon!). She give’s me a key to her home. She jump hug’s me because she knows I’ll catch her. These are small things, but they add up to a type of trust that let’s me know that if the world falls into complete chaos, I’ve got someone and so does she.


9.) I love that she will watch bad TV with me. I love Oscar winning movies and award worthy TV shows just as much as the next person, but sometimes you just want to watch something bad – a ridiculously cheesy rom-com, a TV show that shouldn’t have made it past the pilot..anything really, she’s up for it.

10.) I love that I never have to worry about her. I don’t mean this is a way of general concern – of course I “worry” about her in terms of her well being and safety and happiness. I mean that I never have to for a minute think about losing her friendship or dealing with some unresolvable conflict. I don’t worry about betrayal, or lying, or abandonment or any of the issues the previously mentioned bad rom-coms deal with among friends. Her character is to be there and to do what’s best for those she loves, sometimes at the expense of herself.

I love you, Birdy. Happy 26th Birthday. ❤





2 thoughts on “Kayla, 26

  1. What an amazing gift? Not just Emily’s beautiful writing to honor her friiend, Kayla… but this best friendship that has stood the test time.
    I know both of you and have had the opportunity of watching both of you grow into the most beautiful of young women…inside and out! I look back at your teen years and remember the bond of friendship that wove itself intricately through a whole group of you that I will always remember so fondly! You were “my kids” , and there has yet to be another group of you that I attached myself to in such a way!😊💞


    1. Nurse Owen! You are so kind. Thank you for being there for us – you always were. We had mental health days, conflict resolutions and just straight-up fun in in your office in those years and all of us, especially Taylor and Kayla and I look back on it so fondly. I think it’s safe to say that we’ve attached ourselves to you as well! ❤️


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