sisters.

"If friendships cannot simply be maintained, and they thus have two choices – to grow or to die – that allows for a pretty remarkable opportunity. The opportunity that every single life transition that otherwise seems to herald Friendship Death could result in not death, but new life. That a friendship with a bit of new soil, with a fresh outpouring of rain, with a new spot in the sun (why haven’t any of my friends moved somewhere warm?)…that a friendship like that has the opportunity to grow...


...'Ours is a friendship that grew. And grew. And grew.' "

-Amy Fredman


Here's to the bumpy hills in our friendships in the next year and the years after that, sisters. Let's grow together.