It's official. I have the most amazing friends on the planet. And yes, I'm fully aware I'm completely biased. Yet, these people love me for who I am- not who I could be, not who I once was, not even who they wish I would be. They love me for me. They love me because I'm me. And while their influence help make me a better person- they still stick by me and support me even when I fall flat of expectations. They don't ask for perfection, because heaven knows I'm lacking in that department. Yet, they do ask for the best parts of me. They stand by me in all areas of my life, they understand my thoughts, my fears and my innermost desires. They listen to the same stories over and over again. They offer advice and graciously accept when I follow through and don't get offended when I don't. (Which happens. LOL)
They help make me who I am today and I'm so grateful for everything they've given me and continue to give me. They all own my heart and I can't imagine my life without them.
There are so many who have touched my life and my world and I don't have time or room to thank them all. Friends from Viewmont, Riverview, MHS, the U, Youth Theatre, Murray shows, Magna shows, Sandy shows, Rodgers shows, stake shows, politics, choir, church- so many names, faces and godsends. Not too mention all my "second moms" and my second family- the NYC angels. However, there is a special group of "Musketeers" that I want to send a shout out too.
Chels, Emmy, Kimmy, Sissy, Niks, Stace and Papa B- you truly are my best friends in the universe. Each one of you means more to me than I could possibly say. I hold countless memories of time spent with each of you. You each teach me so much every day. You all inspire me and I love you with my entire heart.
I lived through quite a weekend this past weekend- feeling almost every emotion imaginable. And it was my friends- Musketeers, Partners in Crime, Cohorts and Friendly Faces alike-who got me through it. I'm truly one of the luckiest girls in the world.
