Friends speak truth, speak life, and speak grace into our lives. Friends are brutally honest with us and show us the bitter things that hold us down so that we can swallow the pride, humble ourselves and be set free to grow and love more deeply. Gods vessels speaking life and love and acceptance into us when we don't feel worth anything. Friends lift us up when we are down and literally make us pee our pants from laughing so hard... Friends are interwoven into our lives for reasons we don't understand. Trials come in and out pulling the ties even tighter so that bonds are unable to be broken and love, unconditional love, saturates to protect and highlight the incredible strength that is relationship and family.
And in these passing years I am finding it boggling that we are turning 30. Not in a terrifying sense of getting older. Not in a depressing sense because culture and society thinks our youth is lost at 30. Perhaps I thought I would never make it to 30. I never imagined us as 30. But here we are.
Ry, I can't believe we are here. I can't believe we are living out our dreams and thrills of what we would talk about cruising in your Jetta on summer nights in Scranton. I can't believe we have such incredible men in our lives who strive and thrive as our best friends and who challenge us in those same attributes.

Happy 30th Birthday Ry!
(be warned these photos are VERY old... Some of them.)
-Keep Adventuring.
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