They don't love you like I love you

As the routine of summer takes over, I wake up later and later every day. And I somehow forget how glorious early mornings feel. Waking up before the rest of the house, enjoying the sunrise, and the cool mist that settles on the fields on Thompson Lane. This morning I was pleasantly reminded of my favorite morning bliss. I rolled out of bed at 5:30 and met some very special friends for funny-face-syle, whipped-cream covered chocolate chip pancakes...

The five of us have earned the nickname "The Fab Five," over the years, and I couldn't love them more. We've grown up together our whole lives, through thick and thin. These lovely friends always make me laugh, and they give the best hugs around. Not to mention, we can throw down some serious impromptu karaoke (especially if it involves Marvin Gaye, Queen, or N Sync). Now that we are parting ways for college, I appreciate their friendship so much more. Many more reunions to come.

Lauren, we missed you this morning. Feel better soon. 

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Today was special for another reason as well. I happen to have TWO wonderful friends celebrating their birthdays on this, the tenth day of August. Justin- my goofball, trumpet-playing, too-tall, best-prom-date-ever friend is an adult today.

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And then there is the one and only Shelby, my lovely best friend and soul mate. Here is wishing you the happiest of birthdays and the most memorable of days. I get to see my dear friend in the morning, and I could not be happier!

They don't love you like I love you.