Ode to Whitney

I have been through a lot this year and it seems like every time I go through practically anything, Whitney has been there for me and so I want to just let her know how much I appreciate her.

Whitney and I became friends in elementary school and continued being friends during junior high and high school. College seems to be when most friends drift, but not Whit. She went on to serve a mission and I am so proud of her. I know how much she loves the gospel and it was clear to me what kind of missionary she was. We lived in different towns for a few years, but a year or so ago (maybe more) she moved to Logan and I was so thrilled to have such a good friend live so close.

We started going to dinner once a month and just catch up on life and it's joys and disappointments. She has really been there for me and that shoulder to cry on. She was right there with me when I found out about Owen and she encouraged me and helped me through with more support than I thought someone could offer me. She would come help me clean my house when I was pregnant and felt useless. She was the one that stayed with Owen for nearly a full day when I had Will and stayed until my parents got there.

She was the first person other than Zac to hold Will and has helped out a lot ever since. She has given Zac and I date nights, and came (with a prompting) on her birthday to make sure I was okay and then just let me cry. We still continue our tradition of dinner once a month and I always look forward to it. I don't think there is anything I could say or do to express all the many ways that this wonderful person has affected me and made me want to be better. She is one of the best people I know and the kind of person that would do anything for anyone. She is the most selfless person I know and I just felt like the least she deserved was a blog post!