old friends.

marci, robin, angela... anyone who lived at 268 south 1st west in rexburg during the winter of 2001:

remember WHEN we met ryan, reuben and bradley?

remember WHEN they came to the house for the first time to give us a special preview of ryan's "miss america" song and reub's violin solo?

and remember HOW they thought their swooning tricks would work on us - older and mature girls? ha.
{remember how it secretly did work? in the endearing, pinch-your-cheeks kind of way?}

wellllll... lucky, lucky me.

i just had a ten year reunion last week.

dinner with reub one day, lunch with ryan another.

a word about the two them.

ryan: you won't find another soul on the earth who is more genuinely interested in your well being than ryan fleming. may sounds trite, but he's the pick-up-where-you-left-off-three-years-ago friend... and it's a guaranteed time of your life.

reub: what a dear. he's sweet, kind, and i want to keep him in my pocket. and bonus {mom, pay no attention} he gives the best, most wandering hugs. the BEST HUGS.


good friends, i tell you.

i am blessed with lots of things.
but, good friends is competing for top honor.