She kissed my husband in 6th grade.
She was one of the first people I met when I moved to Bristol in 10th grade.
She was my freshman college roommate.
She was a bridesmaid in my wedding.
She and I have gone on girls trips twice a year since we graduated college together 15 years ago.
She tells me what I need to hear, not what I want to hear.
She runs on Tonya Time.
She is a classic beauty inside and out.
She has the best laugh.
She is intelligent and has a big girl job.
She is fearless.
She is the most honest person I know and can’t lie.
She was going to develop a poker face as a New Year’s resolution.
She has supported me in each and every venture.
She is incredibly creative.
She is mother hen of our group of friends.
She walked though a screen door once and I laughed till I cried.
We have followed each other from state to state though out our adult lives.
We have raised our kids together.
We have cried together.
We have shared each and every struggle we have faced together.
We share our faith together.
We now live 5 minutes away from each other. I know God has put this beautiful dear woman in my life as someone for me to lean on, to laugh with, and to share life with. When I go to Tonya’s house it is so peaceful, calm, and soothing. She always has soft music playing, candles burning and something cooking on the stove. Another thing that I always notice at her house is the fresh flowers. Of course she grows her own. I decided I would bring a little Tonya into my own house. I saw some flowers at the grocery store for $4.00 a bunch. I never buy fresh flowers and tell my husband not to waste his money on them. But they made such a difference in Tonya’s house. So on a wild and crazy whim I splurged and bought some.