Three years ago. This week. I met one of my dearest friends. Nick loves chocolate milk and hates pickles and bacon and loves scary movies and is a stellar football player. He loves sweet onion chicken sandwiches from Subway and somehow has the guts to teach me how to drive stick shift and trust me to not wreck his truck. We've done countless wild things together and laughed and sat on the swings at the park and tried to figure out life. I used to think that three years wasn't that long, but now, looking back, I realize it is. In high-school, so many have "best friends" have come and gone. I'm so thankful to have a pal whose stuck with me through the thick and thin.I am amazed how God places people in your life just when you need them. I'm not sure how I would have survived the past three years of living in my town without Nicholas! He's the coolest kid on the block. 

"How lucky I am to have something that makes saying good-bye so hard." ~Winnie the Pooh