Friday, July 22, 2011

One Week

You think I'm talking about this post, don't you? While I am super excited about that for many, many reasons... we will actually be there on Saturday afternoon. So where will we be on Friday you ask?



And no, that is not where our beach house is. Our beach house is about 3 hours north of this little piece of heaven in South Carolina. We are going there for a much more personal reason. My roommate and best friend from college, Amy, lives there with her husband.

Our story begins Freshman year when we were paired as roommates. I wrote about her in this post, if you remember.



Apparently we liked to do things like destroy signs from the opposing political party.



Sit in boxes.



Hide in corn fields.



Show school spirit.



And hang out our third story window, risking our lives for an awesome snow picture.



Somewhere during out second year at Taylor we drifted apart. I moved to another wing for Junior year to room with another friend, and she stayed behind. We didn't talk as much as we used to. But then...

We shared our engagements together.



Reunited Senior year for student teaching.



Tried on wedding dresses and bridesmaid dresses together.



Shared in my wedding together.





Had visits at TU.



She was one of the first to know that I was pregnant with Brooke.
And in turn [the second picture is just foreshadowing] she recently told me that SHE is pregnant.



We graduated together.



I shared in her wedding, 25 weeks pregnant with Brooke.



Had visits in South Carolina. The first picture is from Wilmington, NC, where One Tree Hill is filmed. We share a mutual love for that show and HAD to make a visit.



And then I surprised her at a Panera Bread in Ohio on the way to Philly for Thanksgiving this past Fall.



Amy is one of my best friends. No matter how far apart we are, or how long it has been since we have talked, we can always pick up where we left off. We can be serious together, cry together, and laugh together. Amy is my most honest friend and always held me accountable, and I know that I can call her if I ever really just need to talk.

To say I can't wait to see her would be an understatement.

So I repeat.

ONE WEEK.

2 comments:

Kirk and Chrissie said...

I don't know why, but this post made me tear up! I just love TU friendships :). Have fun together!

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