Learning to Fly.: The Gift of a Friend

I remember the day very well. The day we first met. We were in 6th Grade and you thought your life was ending cause your family had just moved to Tennessee from your hometown in Maryland.

While you were kicking and screaming to move I was more than excited to start a new life in Nashville with my family only a year earlier.

We had similar circumstances. We bonded quickly both in need of a friend and we have just kinda stuck with each other every since.

That was 51/2 years ago and boy has time changed but at the same time it hasn't.

Since we met we have had our hearts broken, been through many many good times and probably just as many bad. We have had our falling outs, many inside jokes, not to mention a host of embarrassing moments.