I was just looking through my emails for an applesauce recipe with rum and couldn't find it. So I typed in "rum" in the search bar. I didn't find the recipe, but I DID find an email from Heather from the summer of 2009. (Heather would be writing to me about rum...;) )
That got me on a nostalgia kick. I decided to look back at our blog from June 2009. I only looked at a few posts, and only from one month, but man was it a reminder of how good God is to us. Not only is it kind of funny to see the things we were going through then, and exciting to see how we've worked through them, and beautiful to see where God's brought us...but it's really just comforting to see how all of us have been friends, stayed friends and will continue to be friends. I know this is sappy, but I don't care. I watched a "vlog" of Heathie and me and I just couldn't help but smile--not just because we're young(er) and silly, but because there are a whole host of videos of been able to watch from my past (thanks to facebook) and usually they make me sad. Usually I'll see a video of a Lake Ridge friend or an old peer that I haven't spoken to in years--even college friends I'm no longer friends with--and I grow sad. Sad that friendships didn't last, that life moves on, that I may never know any more about that person than what I knew in High School or what I can read on their facebook posts. But with you girls, I feel as though I never have to worry about that. With you girls, I watch an old video, smile, and get excited to say, "Hey Heathie, remember when...?"
All this to say, I cherish you all, and love you all so much. We have been through a TON over the last year--heck, over the last three years--individually and sometimes together. For whatever reason, God has seen fit to keep us all together. And that, I'd say, is pretty great.
I cannot wait to see you all soon and make more memories. So that I can be sappy again like this two years from now and tell you all how wonderful you are and how wonderful God's been. And none of you will look at it and get sad.
