My Fend

Christy. Sweet Christy. Soft spoken...sometimes. Beautiful. Caring. Kind. Gentle hearted. A bit naive at times. Sincere...so sincere. Generous. Gracious. Humble. Full of love.

Fend - She is my friend. We say "fend" because Nate did. I love her dearly. She will be gone soon. I'm sad. But happy for her. We are going to miss her like crazy. But we are friends that can pick up where we left off no matter how long it has been.

Patient - she may not think she is. But she has been for long enough. Now she will go start her own family. Too far away. Thank goodness for technology. We must call. We will text. We may IM. We'll definitely e-mail.

Forever - we will be friends. Women are fickle. We don't keep friends long. But every blue moon we find one. A friend we understand. A friend who understands us. Those are the friends we must hold on to.

Memories - Even though she's leaving soon, I'm holding on to my fend. I must. We have so many awesome memories. We cry together. We laugh together. And now, we'll both grow, but never apart.

Yuh Yooh Kiki!