I’ll never be able to say enough or fully express how I feel about Emily. The littlest things remind me of you. When I make scrambled eggs for breakfast, I think about how I made them for you. When I hear the Beatles, Elton John, Billy Joel, Cher, “I Will Always Love You” by Whitney Houston, and our song “Diane” by Fleetwood Mac I think about you. When I see hot pink (your summer color) or tulips. When I wear my Birkies (same kind) and our matching shorts and butterfly belts. I remember when you let me dye your hair and I didn’t do the greatest job, and when I lost your shoes. I found one of them a week ago. I remember driving in your truck when you only had your permit. I remember visiting you when you worked at Boston Store and your love affair with Rice Krispies. The time I laughed the hardest was when I slept over and you jumped around the living room with a butcher knife trying to kill flies. And that’s what I’ll miss most, your laughter. And your made-up words and stupid voices. You made me so happy and I didn’t need anyone else. We were so close and I’ve never felt so comfortable with anyone. You’re irreplaceable as my best friend and I’ll never have anyone like you again. I’ll always regret that we were fighting when you left and my only consolation is the card you gave me 3 months ago that said you would always love me and be my best friend. I’m sorry, I will always love and miss you. *It’s a grand old flag* <3 Colleen