Those names mean the most to me. These three boys are my best friends, who I think of as the older brothers I never got to have.
Matthew (Matt) Edwards, my cousin that I found out existed in April 2017 at his Grandma's funeral, who is my grandma's sister. His family has known mine for many years but our paths didn't cross for many years until now.
Benjamin (Ben) Kyle, my cousin Matt's best friend who I met in May 2017 with his friend Tori at Oaks Park. We went to Molalla High School's 2017 Homecoming together because his school is too small to hold any dances.
Michael Hendricks, my best friend from middle school. I met him in the 7th grade, we had rough times and the good times and we will have many more of those, even if I don't see him as often anymore.
That was just the description, but my feelings for them are much stronger than a description
They have a place in my heart, and always will.
"I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel," ~Maya Angelou
