Feels like…home

So, I never did blog about meeting my BFF Ang. I thought about it a good deal before it happened, and I’ve thought about it a good deal since, but in the end, when I try to write about it, there’s just not much to say. Being with Ang. IRL is … like putting on my favorite shoes, like a fluffy bathrobe, like drinking coffee from my favorite mug. It’s just … right. It just felt … normal, just exactly the way things are supposed to be.

But, just for the record, we’re checking out Pigeon Forge, Tennessee as a possible meet up next fall, because we’ve both always wanted to go there. Pigeon Forge cabin rentals bring BFFs together again. Great slogan, huh?

2 thoughts on “Feels like…home

  1. It was great to be able to hug you but it was just like any other day. The only difference was we could see and hear each other.

  2. hey, and you were like yummy mashed potatoes to me when i met you! comfortable, ya know?

    so happy you guys got to me…haha, i met you both, before you met each other IRL

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