Part 3

I have so many memories of her parent's house; the soft carpet,  prestine furniture, and super cozy kitchen are crystal clear in my memory. Let's not forget sitting up at the breakfast bar eating treats or toast. 

The friendship between us has always been very easy. Easy as pie.  We shared many of the same insecurities.  We shared many of the same vices. Still do. These proved very conducive to our favored late-into-the-night chatfests.

I often think of her as my get-away friend. Whether she lived in town or out of town. A person to go to when I need to relax and let off some steam. She welcomes me with open arms and an open bottle of wine. That's my girl.

She has this amazing quality to see just beneath the surface. She is perceptive and genuine. She is loyal. She is a friend in the truest sense of the word.

And for that Melanie, I thank you.