We were the best of friends. Christian and I grew up together; we went to the same church, at times went to the same school, we were even next door neighbors for a period. So many crazy stories: the time he ate a pepper straight from the garden, going to Big Kahuna's, wondering around in the woods behind our houses (we lived in the country...like wayy out). He's been my closest friend for the longest. And now he's married and living in south Florida, in the Marines, and working tons. I miss him.
Yesterday, he revealed that he had found some emails from the summer I found out I was moving away.
Just some excerpts from some of them that made me tear up a tiny bit:
Christian: see when is a good time that i can come by your house and see u and say bye...I CANT BELIEVE YOUR" LEAVING! luv yas!
Ash: Soo...Dad and I are in an appt. right now. It's really nice (except for the stairs...we're on the 2nd floor.). Hmmm....what else to say? It's hard to hold a one-sided conversation. :) We've been watching a lot of 24 cause we have nothing better to do...in the middle of season 3 right now. :)
Reply back!! I'm lonely out here! J/k not really...well at the apartment I am, but...whatever. Ok, Miss y'all!!!!He had just learned to read. I still make weird faces (I'm the one with my hands in weird places). circa age 4
Christian, me, and his brother Jonathan dressed up for "The Gift." circa age 10
The summer we graduated high school. He had braces and was terribly afraid of smiling. :)
20. Finally out of the awkward teen years. And he's engaged (that's Abi)!!
He's married now!!
(To all of those people who always told me growing up that we would get married, I just want to take this moment to say....BOOYAH!)


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