The Friends...

The worst thing and the best thing about moving is the friends.  Leaving behind friends you've had for years, can share anything with, and have a long history is one of the most heartbreaking things.  But moving always mean another group of friends waiting to be made, more share experiences, girls nights and trips, and all the other amazing things that come from women friendships.  My heart still aches thinking about who I'm leaving behind, but there is joy to be had in knowing I was so richly blessed.  To everyone who housed us, fed us, visited with us, cleaned with us, packed with us, I cannot say enough...Thank You.  We love you!