In honor of...

Today was Emily's birthday. Her 26th birthday. I thought it might be appropriate to dedicate a post to her. Have you ever heard the story of how we met?

When I had just entered Middle School and she was nearing the completion of her high school career, my mom was desperate for a sitter... Alright so Emily never babysat me. We met in the art studio my freshman year of high school (yeah I suppose it's been a while) when I was in a design class and she was completing a master painting. She was Varsity and I was JV. Despite the talent gap, I produced a well-timed line and she melted instantly. Alright so that's not true either... (I think Matt's writing style has infected mine... egregious exaggerations and untruths are popping up everywhere.)

In reality, whatever remained of her Tennessean accent caught my ear, the good ear that is, and thus our friendship began. Yes, friendship... our friendship long outdates the state in which we find ourselves now.

Clearly there is much more to the story that fits in between, but I don't have the patience (or the memory) for that now. These days I find myself thinking about her all the time on the road and Matt finds himself sick of her name. Now all I have ahead of me is to convince her to spend some more time together. Wish me luck... oh, and Happy Birthday Emily. I love you.