Reunited

What happens when three friends reunite after three years?

Laughter. Tears streaming down our faces, snorting, can't breathe laughter.

Conversations. Deep, debating, challenging conversations.

Skype. Smiles, language interpretation, and hilarious storytelling with family in Korea. 

Pictures. Crazy, goofy, can't keep a straight face pictures.

Grace's family sent gifts from Korea.

Korean wrapping paper

After opening presents, the hilarity ensued.

We met Grace in the dorm hallway as we were moving in for our junior year of college. Fast forward five years, and we still haven't run out of things to talk about. We can make each other laugh without saying a word. Friendship---it's pretty amazing.

-Practicing self-defense tactics-

I don't have a clue what is going on in this picture. It is borderline creepy.

Eleanor is a one person kind of dog. She is attached to me and will choose me over anyone else in the room. Except for Grace. Eleanor loves Grace.

♥ My soul sisters ♥

A millisecond after this picture was taken, the most awful, gag-inducing odor wafted up our nostrils. Come to find out, Eleanor had just emerged from gleefully rolling in 17 rotten eggs in the back pasture. Her fur was a washed out shade of green and yellow. She smelled vile, putrid, and every other nauseating word you can imagine. She was bathed in three different kinds of shampoo, including dish soap. Half a bottle of cologne was dumped on her. Even after all that, she stunk for three days. 

The fields have a loveliness all their own during the summer. The rows are straight and stretch for miles. Wildflowers dance at the edges.

I don't know when we will be together again. Three years passed after college before we were together in the same place. For the time apart, we rely on cell phones, cards/letters, Skype, and Facebook. Whether it be six months or six years, I know we will pick up right where we left off.