My Best Friend

We met in 9th grade. I was completely new to the school; so was she. I was a nerd; so was she (sigh, it’s true). I needed a friend; so did she. And to top it off, my home room teacher assigned her to “show me around.”

And that’s how my best friend, Kara, and I met. So, we really blame our teacher Mrs. Love for any mischief we may have perpetrated during our four years in high school. It’s her fault, really.

In all seriousness, though, I’m so thankful to have Kara as a friend. She’s the kind of person who sticks with you through good times and bad; she’s trustworthy, kind, thoughtful, and she loves the Lord. And she’s also probably mad I’m writing all this because she’s humble and isn’t big on praising herself.

I’ve never met anyone else with whom I’ve ever laughed so hard so many times (though Jay comes close!). I’m talking about stomach-aching-tears-streaming-mouth-hurting kind of laughter.

I really miss getting to hang out with her these days (Houston, TX is a looong way from Pittsburgh). So, it was especially fun to visit her and her husband, James, over our Christmas trip, and to take some family photos for them. Yay for best friends!


Their cute pup’s name is Ewok.

Yeah, we have a weird sense of humor.

I had half a mind to bring Ewok back with me…

Modern art. Poor James.

Kara - But where are the wildflowers?? where?? it was so good to hang out with you and laugh with you in person. Thanks for making the trip to come see us and thanks for the awesome photos!

Heather - Oh my! That was soooo fun to see those pictures! I sure do miss all you guys and our times together. Thanks for putting these up.
You rock!

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