I have a friend who is so dear to me. The kind of friend who I immediately think of when I get to the “Personal References” section of my passport application. The friend I’ve known since I was 13 years old, can tell anything to, and who insists we took French together in first year UBC even though I have zero recollection of it (how does this happen?). Speaking of first year, one of the few things that do stand out for me is going back to my dorm room on my birthday and having a card waiting for me, taped to my door. I know she is this thoughtful and supportive with all of her friends and I’m forever grateful to call her one of mine and to have 26 years worth of stories between us.
Tricia, going through these photos again is kind of blowing my mind. How did we get here? And look at your insanely gorgeous family!!
Now excuse me while I go WEEP.