She's Leaving.

I have known it was coming for quite a while now. I'm not sure if I just told myself it wasn't real until it actually happened or if I just put off dealing with it. Regardless, the truth is finally here and she is leaving.

To be honest, I never thought it would actually happen. I always thought growing up that the friends that were my friends then, would be my friends forever...and just exactly like we were then. However, sometimes the truth hurts. I have lost a few friends over the years, some of them I needed to lose, some I'm glad I lost, and some I still miss almost every single day. But this particular friend isn't being lost, she is just moving 175 miles away...No, that's not THAT much, but it's enough to be sad about.

This friend and I have been through a lot together...high school, moving out for the first time together (even though it only lasted a month...it still counts!), the birth of her children (I was there for the first one!), a few boyfriends, apartments, houses, her marriage, the death of her first born and my God son, her divorce, cars, car clubs (LOL), awful breakups (you know the ones), music, the death of her mother, and most recently her moving. We have made so many memories together and I will never forget many of them (I would say all of them, but let's face it...I have a bad memory). She is actually my memory sometimes and reminds me of things that I have totally forgotten about. That's always fun.

Now we are 25, grown with real jobs and college degrees. It's hard to think about her not living in the house on Ashford Glen...I had just learned that address too! But, she is moving on to other things. Things, I hope, that turn into a great life and many memories. I know that even if we do lose touch, she will always have a special place in my heart and I in hers.

The farewell dinner is tomorrow night and hopefully it won't be too sad. I will try not to shed tears. Who am I kidding...I teared up writing this!!

Some of our memories...

I will miss you love ♥!

Memories, Light The Corners Of My Mind...

I was going through some old pictures and just had to share some with you!

My Brother & I. I'm guessing I was about 2 and he was 4.

Always telling him what to do...

On a mission trip in White Cone, AZ roughin' it!

Prom with my high school sweetheart my Sophomore year. 2000

My friend Jennifer & I our Junior year of high school. 2001

Before Prom my Junior year. I just HAD to stop by work (Shoney's. lol)
and show everyone! 2001

Mary & I at Prom my Senior year. 2002

High School Graduation! 2002

My most favorite. 2002

Our Family dog, Fluffy. 2002

Holding Brian. Mary's 1st. 2003

Sewing Lesson #1

I did it! I learned to sew! Well, kind of. But my g-mother informed me I did a really good job. Her approval is the most important, after all. I started off simple. I bought a pattern at Wal-mart for about 4 bucks for lounge pants. I got some t-shirt material, which was not really a good idea for a beginner fabric. The edges rolled up while I was sewing a lot which caused a few mistakes . On my first night of sewing, I finished everything but the hem and elastic in the waist.



I have really enjoyed spending time with my g-mother. She attempted to teach me to knit about a month ago. It went okay, but I kept forgetting when to do what...but I'm not one to give up on things very easily, so we'll see. I'm glad that she is taking the time to pass on these skills to me. I really have grown to appreciate her and my g-father more in the passed year or so. I guess I finally realized that they aren't going to be around forever, like I used to think, and that I wanted to carry them with me as long as I can. This way, I can pass things on to my children, and so on.

Which reminds me...as we were sitting there chatting and sewing, my g-mother said, "there's something for you in that blue box over there." So of course, I get extremely excited and say, "what is IT???" (all slow and dramatized like). So she proceeds to pull out a huge envelope and hands it to me. As I pull out its contents, I realized it's all my stuff. Stuff from since I was a little girl that she has saved. I was really taken back. It meant a lot to me that she did that. I haven't even really done that. It included things like, programs from my piano recitals, band concerts, choral concerts, and graduations. I read every single thing in that envelope. She had even saved thank you cards and Christmas lists I had given her. My favorite was on from when I probably 8 or so. It read:

a purple ice ring (that I actually think she got me or maybe my mother did)
a neckloce
a puppy. if you get me this don't get me anything else
a girl hampster and I'll give you one of her babys

There were many other things on the list, filling up almost a whole page, but those were my favorites. Especially the 'girl hampster.' I'm sure she rushed right out that day and bought me one. HAHAHA! She told me a story of going to buy me a cabbage patch doll one time. She described all the crazy moms and grandmothers she ran into that HAD to have one too. Needless to say she wasn't going to participate in that craziness and left that to my OTHER g-mother, who succeeded in the task. I guess there aren't crazies in AR.

Overall, I thoroughly enjoyed my night with my g-mother. If I didn't have to get home to two pups and take dinner to my honey (which I hadn't made yet) then I would've stayed much later than 9:30pm. Can't wait for Sewing Lesson #2!