Anny.

I haven't wrote about her much, but she's been around for quite some time now.

                                                                 bloggies, meet Anny.

The world refers to her as Abby Altrath 

but to me, she's Anny my Simeon.

Simeon, like from the bible. She goes and fights battles with me.

Anny is the one who invited me to Sba camp.
She's the one who came to the rescue. 

The one who saw that I could be more than that teenager that I was.

We wrote bible verses/quotes to each other every day for a semester. To keep each other accountable.

Ever since Summer, the longest we've been apart has been maybe 2 -3 days.

She's weird okay.
no, i'm talking straight up, unlike anyone I've ever met.

We order Chinese food & sit on top of her car in the middle of parking lots and eat.

I make her play the guitar/piano and sing to me. She has crazy talent, that I wish she could see.

                                                  We tend to end up in grocery stores.

                                                         We always make breakfast.

This happens a lot. We don't agree on much. She finds the need to aggravate me by commenting on my every move.SO I nail her.

                                        We go to random churches & concerts.

                                                   Actually... we do a lot of random things.

                                                  She takes me out to eat (: til we run out of money.

                       We suck at following directions so we always end up in the middle of nowhere.

I like that she's different.
I like that she isn't afraid to be her.
I see Jesus in her and there hasn't been a time where
I've needed her and she wasn't there.

                          She's the type of person that helps you see the beauty of the world.

We both say the word "best friend" is overrated because no ones ever stuck
around either of us to prove otherwise.
So I'm not labeling her as anything. I don't need to.
She knows exactly who she is in my life.

The person that texts me at night and says "no bad dreams! okay?"
The person that says " I believe in the Lovely."
The person that sings like an Angel.
& makes my laugh because she says things like "my armhole"

That's the person I hope she always is.
The person that I hope someday can meet my children.

Thank you Anny.
For all the adventures we've been on these past 9 months.
They've been unbelievably amazing.