Response to Sarah Andrews Barfield, 1897-1949

I know the typical response to this blog is explaining how important family is to a person, which in all seriousness is my situation exactly. Between birth and now, my family is, without a doubt, the single most vital part of my life. I was raised into a very close-knit family with endless amounts of respect and admiration poured into the relationship between us all. My mother is my best friend, my father is my hero, my brother is my other half and my grandparents are the voice in my head. All of my family makes me who I am today. Family vacations, movie nights, game nights, holidays, endless phone calls (now that I am a big "college kid"), picnics and so much more define us as a family and what we do. Before I conclude, although my "dash" is largely my family, my friends hold a piece of that "dash" as well. My friends are my youth, what keep me young. I realize I am young yet, but they keep me from growing old (I'll appreciate it more later on in life, I'm sure). In other words, my friends keep my life interesting and spontaneous. Without them by my side, I could not get the full life experience and I'm glad they are here with me to make it happen. I'm thankful for what makes up my "dash" and would be lost without it.