Ten years and six months ago (almost to the day), I had just gotten married, and moved in with my husband in a place far away from family and friends.  We moved into an apartment complex in Denton, and Jill and her roommate lived in the same apartment complex.  Jonas, who was Jill’s boyfriend at the time, was a groomsman in our wedding and played in the worship band at church with my husband, so we spent a lot of time together.  Jill became my “Grey’s Anatomy  every Thursday night” watching partner.

A year later Jonas and Jill got married, and we all moved to another apartment complex.  We had dinner, movie nights, and game nights.  We spent a week locked in together from an ice storm, watched our husbands play video games, and went to church together.  We spent a LOT of time together.  So much that when we both got pregnant with our first babies, we were due 2 days apart.

Jonas and Jill don’t live in Denton anymore, but we jump on any chance we have to get to hang out with them.  They are some of our dearest friends.  We have so many memories we have shared, and I can’t wait for many more.