If you’ve been following since the first of the year, you already know it’s been a lot. We’ve been blessed and stressed at the same time. We moved. We rebuilt. We set boundaries. We navigated tension. And somewhere in all of that chaos, I’ve been thinking about the friends who hold you together when your life feels like it’s constantly shifting. Because I would not have survived this past year without mine. The One Who Came and Got Me My oldest friend lives in South Carolina now, but our story started when I was nineteen. I was working for Waffle House, INC. with her brother. I was fresh out on…