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You've Got A Friend In Me


Going to get a little sentimental here for a minute y'all (as if you couldn't tell by the video or title). But there are some people I need to give a shoutout to. To the motley crew, my PC fam.

Baby Shower, March 2014

If you haven't heard me talk about these people, well then one of two things is happening: 1. You aren't listening or 2. We aren't that close. Most likely, it's #1. Because I pretty much find any way I can to bring up these incredible people, and I've gotten pretty good at finding reasons to talk about them over the years.  We have this little program that brought us together... Precollege. We were all working summer orientation at the magical Ohio University together in either 2005 (2k5!) or 2006. Or some of us even were still around in 2007. (I'm sorry, 3 summers of Precollege is still not enough)

We've been through a lot together. Good hairstyles, bad hairstyles. I think collectively between us all, we've lived in 10 different states and even a different country (if I counted correctly, which we all know numbers aren't my jam). Lots of significant others-both good and bad, and now we've had quite a few wee ones joining us lately. (As you can see in the picture above) We've traveled to each other, with each other, for each other and to random cities for new adventures (who remembers the near homicide situation in Nashville!). We've supported through marathons, weddings and scary movies. We've cooked together (bless my parents for letting us take over their home on multiple occasions), shared air mattresses, played many boards games together (who wants to play apples to apples?) and laughed way too hard during countless hours of Google hangouts.

PC Reunion in Cincinnati before Hornfeck moved to Japan, August 2012

I knew I wanted to work Precollege, but when I was applying, I only thought of what I could give to the program. I never considered what I would get from it. I never would have guessed how much it would change my life. Because of it, I found a new career I don't know if I would have otherwise discovered. I found one of the most influential people in my life, Rick Linn, from this program. And I found this ridiculous group of people that are my soul mates. There's nothing I wouldn't do for these people.

Columbus Irish Festival, August 2010

Tonight we had a Google hangout together. Which isn't easy to manage with 7 schedules, 3 time zones, 5 kids (aging from 3 to not even 2 weeks), and just life, but we all set aside time to make it happen. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't wish I lived in the same city as these amazing people. And the moments I get to be with them, in person or via technology, I treasure because they get more challenging to make happen as time goes on.

Summer of 2006

Summer of 2006

Homecoming 2007

Summer 2007

New Years Eve 2006/2007

There are lots more photos I've collected of these people over the year, and it makes me laugh to see how much we've changed over the course of 10 years of friendship, but the insane obsession we have with each other hasn't changed one bit. 

I can't wait til we are all together again in August when Hornfeck comes home from Japan. And I can meet 3 of the most important children in my life for the first time. And I can hold each one of you and we can reminisce about all the crazy things we did those summers (and school years) together in Athens. And we can squeeze into photo booths where 6 people should not fit. And champagne can explode all over the ceiling in my parents basement (or wherever we may be). And we can celebrate the amazing things we've accomplished- because let's face it, we're pretty badass.

So just a little public love to you 6. I can never thank you enough for the love, laughter and light you've brought into my lives.

And oh yeah, one more thing.




Bags Down.


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