I was just randomly thinking the other day, as I always do, about how, why, and when things happen. The older I get, the more I realize I'm like my mother. I believe we're put into situations at the exact time we're supposed to be, good or bad. I was thinking how my brother Nick and I are only 14 months apart, but he was just before the school cutoff date in August and I was just after it in October. So even though we're a year apart, we were two grades apart. He was the youngest in his class and I was one of the oldest. I was thinking if I was born a month earlier I wouldn't have grown up with the close friends I did. I wouldn't have won my first state championship for softball as a freshmen (game face on 4!). And I truly believe I wouldn't have become as close as I did with Thessy growing up if I was born one month earlier. She truly is the friend I don't have to speak to for a week or a month and still pick up right where we left off. She's always got my back no matter what. And she loves me unconditionally. If I was born a month earlier, I'm not sure I would have even finished high school. Because I didn't have a stable home to live in my senior year, Thessy and her family took me in. I was treated as the "better" daughter (lol, just kidding, Thess). I grew up with the most amazing family and the most love I could handle. 

So because I was born in October, I got a best friend like Thessy. We've been through so much. And now our kids get to grow up together.

I love you Thess. Thank you for everything, truly.