Sorry I haven’t posted in awhile. There are plenty more stories but I haven’t had the time or energy to write them down. But something happened to me just this past weekend and I had to say it here. Here goes…
I have a childhood friend named Emily. We’ve literally been friends since we were in elementary school. Our families also became close when we were in about middle school. We made it a tradition for our families to go the beach together every Labor Day weekend. Around the time we were in college, our families stopped coming, but we would always be there. The last few years, Emily has brought her boyfriend Ryan (I think they are about to be engaged, so happy for them!).
This year was no exception. I drove down alone and Ryan drove himself and Emily. We all go to our hotel Saturday late morning. We did the typical saying hi and hugging and brief chit chat when we were in the room. We were getting hungry so we decided to go down to the boardwalk to get some food and then go lie out on the beach for the rest of the afternoon.