Her name is Stacey and I met her in college in Colorado. It doesn't matter how long has gone by between talks, it's like no time has gone by at all when we get on the phone. She watched me grow, knows all the relationship mistakes I made, and knows a side of me that others rarely, if ever, get to see. I can't wait to visit her again so that I can let my hair down and be completely authentically me. She reminds me that I am more than what I present to the world, and I'm grateful that she is the keeper of a reflection of me that I can look into if I ever forget all that I really am.
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1 Response Aug 23, 2014

That was a beautiful read. *smile*