The good old days.

 

this picture shows a line of little girls holding hands facing the immensity of ocean waves.
Alone they might be washed away, but together they stand strong.
Thank you each for holding my hand somewhere along the way when I was facing a wave of my own.
I hope you will reach for my hand when your own wave threatens.

 All of us girls,

Old and young,
Near and far,
Hold special memories of good times we've shared.
We've had our share of hard times when our friends were there to make us feel better.
We've shared...
our hearts,
our time,
our secrets ,
our fears,
our hopes
and our dreams.
Let us never break the chain of friends!