Day 2: Krystal

Today my best friend turned 19!

How we meet is simple and quick.

All through our childhood we lived

three streets away

went to the same schools

and attended

church

in the same church building...

I never meet Krystal

until we were 14.

9th grade year

was my first year at OJHS

without my ward/neighborhood friends

Kylee and Bekah.

Luckily on my first day of school

in A2 sewing class

I meet

Krystal Karns.

Though she thought

I was a bit of an annoying know-it-all

and I thought her to be

a bit too shy and quiet.

We managed to become fast friends.

Thanks to the help of B3 Seminary too.

To be honest I don't remember a lot about the

exact moment I met

Krystal.

I know she was wearing a

pink shirt

and she smiled a lot

and showed me her super cute

poke-a-spotty

fabric.

But other then that It seemed

like your run of the mill

meet and greet

in a new class.

I know... I know...

You would think I would remember

more about meeting my best friend.

But it wasn't how we meet that

made us best friends.

It was the days to follow

and to come that made us best friends.

Sewing troubles brought on

our first laugh.

Gilmore Girls

brought on our first hang out.

Our Dads

brought on our first tears

Krystal's Daddy was sick,

My Daddy was sentenced to 3 years

and 3 months into the school year

Krystal brought on my

first pang of fear.

The fear I was going to loose her.

When Krystal told me one day in A2

that her family was thinking about moving

Heber,

I realized then how much

her friendship meant

to me.

There was no one else like

Krystal Karns.

She already was

my dearest friend.

Luckily she didn't move.

For four years now Krystal has impacted my life.

If I was to write down everything that was special about her

this blog post would never end.

I love everything about her.

The way we seem to

have our own silly

language.

The way she offers me

her shoulder when I cry

The way she rates the boys I date.

The way she cares about me

even when I don't

deserve her.

The way she understands

my needs for

ducks, chickens and all fowl

The way she tactfully made

sure I was never alone

for long

when my mom had to work late.

The way she huffs at me when

she's annoyed with me.

The way she lets me spread my wings

and bandages me up when I fall.

The way we share the fluffy pillows.

They way she understands

that I need LOTS

of sweet'n'sour sauce

and how fresh fries

and nuts on sundaes are a MUST!

Simple thing with us become magical.

Because we are best friends.

All the bumps, lumps and pot holes

of life will be weathered

together.

All the loving, exciting and wonderful things

will be shared.

We aren't perfect.

we don't always get along.

but we find our way back

to each other every time.

I'm so glad I have Krystal.

That's all that really matters.

Love ya Friend

A Very Happy Birthday

to You!