It's funny to me that we're friends. I mean I never imagined that my potluck roommate from freshmen year of college would turn out to be one of the dearest, closest friends of my life. I never imagined that another person could know me so wholly and, whether she agreed or not, love me anyway.
Too taught me what it's like to have a sister. Her soul is one of beauty, and I'm so blessed to know it.
I am so proud of all her accomplishments, the things she will accomplish, and all the good she'll do (and already has done) for our world.
Congratulations, pal.
P.S. This is day thirteen of my twenty-one day blogging adventure. So far, so good. Then again, it is only day thirteen. . . .Is it safe to say yet that it actually is going well?
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