Dear Audrey,

Where did our friendship even come from? One day you weren't there, and then the next day you were - full of color, joy, and that "down for anything" spirit I've come to love so. 

Oh, your soul. It's one of the best. I think if we were to hold it in our hands and view it through a lens, we would see the deepest colors of pure love coursing through it, making up the boundaries of all that it contains. Inside those walls of love we would see a big ole corner of pure silliness and a childlike joy that most adults seem to lose by age sixteen or so. Not you. That's one of my most favorite things about you. If I turned your soul over and looked in the center, I would see your steadfast faith and your generous spirit. I would see all that your soul contains being propped open by that center, by that faith. If I looked towards the bottom corner, I think I would see a little portion reserved for a fierce sense of style and self. Up towards the top? I would see your family and your son, all of your dreams and beliefs and loyalty. Around the bend from the silliness in your soul? I'd find the most fun spirit for adventure, one that every single person who loves you also loves about you. One that a certain little boy named Harrison is going to have so much fun with, and probably learn to use to his advantage as he grows up. There's a bit of sass and grit tucked away at the bottom (or some days, at the very top) of that soul of yours, and I fully believe that sass sought out the sass in my soul and said "let's go make them forever friends." That's one smart and beautiful soul of yours, my friend.

I've always long believed that the beauty is found in the mess. Thank you for not shying away from the messy with me. Thank you for couch cries, for unconditional support no matter what, for a forgiveness that only speaks of love and true friendship, for a hug and a smile that always feels like home, for a faith that believes when those around you struggle to, for loving me, and loving me well, through the mess, the triumphs, the despair and the fun.

Thank you for being the sweet soul sister friend you are - and I love you big.