Dear Best Friend

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Dear Best Friend:

You moved across the country and yet, I feel a closeness between us. You are gone, yet your presence and friendship remain in my heart and in my life. You are a source of joy and I believe that you help bring out the best in me.

I am grateful for you and how you love me without finding fault or casting judgement. You are an amazing person. You continue to wow me with your courage and how you handle situations. You have a way about you that makes me laugh, giggle, and think about what I say. Although at some points I think we both have had times when we would have rather said something different, I believe that we are both compassionate and forgiving people. I love how you see me for who I am, not what I do.

Thank you for your love and encouragement throughout the years. I hope that you remain in my life for literally all of eternity. You are a great person and my best friend.

I am proud of you.

All my love,
A

I started this blog as a memoir to share some of my life stories with you. My goal is that these encourage and educate you on how to live a more joyful, healthier, full life; one of hope.

I write about my fascination with whole foods, my love of Jesus, my struggles, my childhood stories, my passion for education, and my devotion to creating a healthy life (body, mind, and spirit) for every person in the world.

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