Day 2 – A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest.
I cannot begin to tell you how much this person means to me. How well she knows me. When you look up “Best Friend,” her picture is what you see.
Kendra knows where the bodies are buried, hell, she helped bury them….moreso, she knows the who and the why they are where they are.
She’s my strongest ally, my biggest fan and truest critic. If I am in the wrong, she will be the one to tell me more honestly than anyone I know. If I am right, she will scream it from the rooftops.
Understand, this beautiful person, has been in MY corner and on MY side for 15 years. I am honored that she calls me her best friend, I am blessed that she is in my life.
We have both had others come and go since we met, we have endured. Why? Because of the respect of each other, the respect of the friendship….the blind trust that I have in her and she has in me.
She has seen me at my darkest and been a part of my brightest. Most of my adult memories, she’s a part of….I wouldn’t have it any other way…
This chick is good peoples.