

What makes this ten times more sucky is that our sons are best friends. I spent last night rubbing Thomas' back as he cried about Luke leaving. And I cried with him. Then he asked if Luke was really moving or just going on vacation for a couple years. I said "He is moving, but it will kind of be like a vacation except he has to go to school." He lit up and said "Does he still get to go to school with me?" And then I cried some more.














Its rare to find a good friend that accepts and loves all your craziness, and is just as crazy too. That makes you laugh and cry simultaneously and look into airfare for trick-or-treating. I'm going to miss the crap out of you! I hope the palm trees suck and you get your ass back up here soon.

P.S. If you have an awesome friend, don't forget to tell them that. And if you are lucky enough to have them right there with you, give them a hug.