Every seven-year old wants to be with their best friend as much as possible. It was second grade and my best friend (Lisa) and I were in the same class! What was the chance of that? This wasn’t just an ordinary best friend. We knew each other since we were born.
My blond hair phase. My first year of college. Cross-country running. My first attempt at street witnessing. Crocs. My attempt at owning a flower shop. My second year of college. Taking tap dancing classes. Thinking I could cook cookies without a recipe. Quilting. Watching Anna Karenina. Trying to draw faces. Gardening.