I get you.
I don’t know how V got so lucky as to have two people like us in her life (heh), but seeing how much you and I have in common over the last 13 years, well, let’s just say it makes me feel good everytime she refers to you as her best friend.
You were instrumental in my path to work-life parallel. If it weren’t for that one conversation on the patio a little over nine years ago—where we discovered learning and professional development was the heart of what mattered most to me about both car culture and community development—I don’t think I would have gone as far as I have.
And you’ve continued to be a mentor, a career advisor, and one of my best friends ever since.
You and I will be the first to admit we’re hot messes. More often than we’d like.
But few people care—and show up—as consistently as you do.
I love you.