Friendly Reminder

There are some scary thoughts that cross your mind when you start a new chapter of your life. When you are forced to face new challenges and leave the comfort zone you created for yourself. When I started packing to move, for the first time, in my life I became sad. I have NEVER been sad leaving my small town. I think this time it’s because I will truly be alone in my new place. I thank the good lord Jesus for phones and internet for keeping me seconds away from those I love. 

New challenges and new chapters are part of everyone’s path. Not everyone’s path has friends, let alone good ones. Somewhere, some how along my path I was blessed with the best ones out there.

         If we start at the beginning these two girls have been in my life as long as I can remember. If three friends could go down completely different paths, it’s us. Our family has grown by two, but we remain close and continue eating Casa every chance we get. 

        My path brought this lovely lady next. She’s my very own feisty red head. Through thick and thin and crying phones and drunken nights. She remains my rock. 

 
 These two ravishing creatures are my incredibly funny, hippie-life, I do what I want best friends. They are each others support and because of that the rest of us rely on them. One has been around longer, an original birthday party member and the closet crazy you always want on your side of the fight. The other our missing piece. We didn’t know what we were missing until we found her. 

       This guy. That’s all I can really say. Bus partner, future husband, the guy with ten thousand names. Porky, Klaus, Klausy, Nick, Nick-Klaus. God bless him for putting up with me for all these years. 

      Mom. Big hair and a big heart. Jelly fish in her swimsuit bottoms. Taking no crap from nobody. Giver of the best hugs. Our anchor. 

   



   Bernie. Local yankee and my personal gossip hub. Our weekly phone calls keep me laughing and connected.  Our lives surprisingly alike. 

    

  I couldn’t write a homage to my friends without this one. A large chunk of my semi-adult life was spent with him. He knows me better than I give him credit for and he’s never too busy to listen to me vent. 



     My little mermaid, I picked this girl up our freshman year of college. Random roommates and instant best friends.
 Five years later we’re still going strong. 
I don’t tell her enough how much I love her.

        Big Momma. I want to stop there because that really does say it all. This wonderful woman can be a mentor and a good time. I feel bad for anyone who doesn’t have the chance       to know this girl because she is one of the most supportive people in my life. 

   

     Ohh Brooklynn. One regret of college is not meeting this girl sooner. We were meant to be friends. Everyone has that friend that will literally ALWAYS be there for you, and that is this girl. 

        Then you find work friends. Not everyone is lucky enough to work with people they actually like outside of work. My life would have been much worse without these people. Work wasn’t a total drag.

     Then there’s this really cool moment where the friends you made in college meet the ones you’ve had your whole life and everything just gets ten times better. I was lucky enough to have the best high school friends. I was even luckier that they made awesome college friends. Together we made a complete group. Awesome and overwhelming. 

                                            Stay Sassy - A.