March 27, 1999
I still have this in a frame, we look so young! Rosie was 19, I was 18, and I was 8 months along with Miss Olivia.
I was so sad waving goodbye to my best friend, who after her honeymoon, would be moving to another province. I remember going home from the reception, laying down, and sobbing. I felt like apart of me was gone.
Its all we have known, and we are as close as ever, despite the rockies in between.
