This past
weekend I got away from South Texas for the first time since moving home. I
love being home, but I was so excited for a weekend away. I spent the weekend
in San Marcos and Austin with my best friends, and now that I’m home, I can
honestly say that my friends are my family.
The people
I spent the weekend with have been there for me through a lot, especially
lately. They have my back through thick and thin, they make me laugh when I
don’t even feel like smiling, and they’re the best friends I could ever ask
for. Even when I haven’t been the best friend I could be, they love me anyway.
“Above all things,
have intense and unfailing love for one another, for love covers a multitude of
sins.”
1 Peter 4:8
That’s why
they’re my family. And I honestly couldn’t be more thankful for them. I wish
you’d had the chance to meet all of them.
Love, Bubba
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