Dear Tricia,
I was writing you a letter last night, so proud that I would get it to you early, but then I read it, and it was sooo dull. I make no promises for this one, but topping last night’s would not be hard.
Wineinger life is crazy. We are full swing wedding. T-Minus 23 days! This weekend, a handful of us are going to STL for a bach-ette weekend for Ashley. I can’t tell you what we are doing because it’s a surprise, but I’m sure you’ll see pictures. Then, it’s back to the wedding countdown.
Um, question…what were we like in the youth group? Did I ever make you angry and not want to talk to me? Or to Lisa & I? I remember it being difficult because we were from other schools, but we chatted over AIM and made weekend plans. I’ve been observing our group…figuring out dynamics and analyzing as we talk about bringing this new guy in. (We haven’t picked yet, but we are close, God-willing.) I know there is a difference between 15-year-old Lindsay & Tricia and 20-something Lindsay & Tricia AND this current group.
Friendship is such a weird concept to me. *Sorry, I’m getting really deep this morning.* We kind of talked about this in youth group also. What makes an amazing friendship? The kids said:
- Trust
- Like the same things
- Time
- Know what each other’s thinking or like-mind




