F.R.I.E.N.D.S

I've been blessed to have an amazing circle of friends.  Girls that love me for who I am.  Girls I laugh with, cry with, pray with, and love with.  Girls that have supported me and encouraged me.  When I began college I met an amazing group of girls.  We had funny names for our group.  We endured crazy conditions.  We supported each other in the great times, and in hard times.  We even got together a few weeks ago for our 10 year reunion of when we met.  Times were great, and I love that we still keep in touch. 

I also have what I call my "inner circle," the girls that I could not function without. 
I have my college roomie.  The original roomie.  The one that I went to high school with but really didn't know until college.  The one who was there when I broke up with my idiot boyfriend and helped put my pieces back together.  The one who cried with my when I lost my granddad, came to his funeral, and was there the first holiday without him.  The one who laughed with me when I did stupid things.  The one who I confessed my "crush" to, the one I confessed him as being the love of my life to, and the one I called and asked to be my Maid of Honor when he proposed.  The one who called out of the blue and I had FroYo with tonight just because we both needed a break from life.   The one I can tell anything to and know that she will pray till her knees hurt. 

I have the one who I met my freshman year of college but didn't really talk to until my junior year.  The one who co-created the MKL.  The one I hung out with every Friday night for three straight years in college.  The one I shared my first apartment with.  The one that helped my hubs pick out my engagement ring.  The one that got married two weeks before me.  The one that I have shared all my married secrets with.  The one that is literally my family here in Nicholasville.  The one that is expecting her first baby and begged me to get pregnant so we could do it together.  The one that will call me "aunt Rissa" when her baby boy is born.  The one that I love like a sister.  The one that just moved 45 minutes away and I'm not sure how to function now that she isn't next door. 

There is also the one that I met my Junior year of college.  She was the one that I tried to scare away because she was a freshman living in our not freshman suite.  The one that I can be sarcastic with.  The one I can laugh hysterically with.  The one that tackled me in the hallway of our dorm and the other suite mates thought we hated each other.  The one I use to call "heater" and the one that use to call me "smelly lake duck".  The one that my hubs called to help him pull of his proposal.  The one that I called first after he proposed.  The one that lives in the land of the orange, but I know deep down loves blue.  The one that loves storms and will send pictures, videos, and texts just to freak me out.  The one that I watched fall madly in love, and despite what many said, has a beautiful, successful relationship with the man of her dreams.  She's the one that I can trust with my life and I know she'll take it to the grave.  The one I can talk religion with and know I won't be judged.  The one I hardly ever see, but I know we'll always be just as close as we are now. 

So, here's to the "ones".  The ones I met in college.  The ones I couldn't live without.  No matter where life takes us, you will always be the "ones".