And Then There Were Eight
This girl makes me smile. She makes me smile. really. big. Her name is Breeane. But you can call her Bree. She won't mind. She is one of my sweetest, dearest, soul-connected friends dating back over 15-years… and I got to see her this weekend! She came to my house. Bree and I went to Michigan State together. We lived on the same dormitory floor our first two years, then in the same house during our third year, and in the same bedroom our fourth year. In the same dirty (but re-wearable… at least two or three more times) clothes-piled room for a whole year. We were a match made in heaven. Now we live our lives 600 miles away from each other, but are still connected through some happy little fibers down deep in our hearts. We have gone through many and most of our major life stages at the same time (well all of the major life stages that are met by those of the thirty-something range) ~ and more importantly we seem to go through our passion/philosophical life stages at