She may be my oldest friend, but she's only 25.
Katie Holt and I were in Mrs. Wetzel's Kindergarten class together, where she often glued things to my "Go For God, It'll be GREAT" sweatshirt. We manuevered thru the elementary school years at Mary Frank. We did the morning announcements at Schmucker Middle School, "Gooooood Morning, this is WSMS, Signing on..." We ran away from boys...We chased other boys. We survived Mr. Kolski's class, Mr. Rice's Class, and even Home Ec, where we had to sew some sweatpants from scratch. We were counselor's together at Camp Adventure where we dominated the Camp Beautiful contest. We cruised the strip in my family's Astro mini-van. We did mission trips with our youthgroup all over the world. We attended rival colleges "GO FLYING DUTCHMAN!" She stood as a bridesmaid in my wedding. She helped me do a creative memory (yes, that memory is singular). We went to see Ricky Martin (Not Chris Martin like I thought) on the Oprah Show
We have one of those friendships where months can go by with no communication, but when we are together it seems like just yesterday. I love her spirit, cherish her friendship, and know that we will truly be friends forever.
Did that sound like something I would have written in the back of a yearbook? Maybe it was...