A toast to a few good friends

It was them.
I would have never expected it from them. Any of them.
Brent, Alex, Wessley, Gert and B.

Two days before I left for Boston for my grandmother's funeral, I booked my flight and then I went out with the guys. I needed to laugh, I needed to feel safe and loved for an evening.

They did all of those things.

I had to post on Facebook of how much they mean to me while we were out.


Laura Bianco
Night out with my boys. They are good drinking friends when I need it. And even when I don't.
April 22 at 11:00pm via iPhone · Like ·

Brian Hollingsworth
Damn right we're good drinking friends!
April 22 at 11:26pm · Like

Laura Bianco
I wouldn't have this any other way!
April 22 at 11:29pm · Like

They hugged me, loved me, let me cry a little bit and took care of me.

I left two days later for one of the hardest two days I have ever experienced.

As I was there, I received texts from them, telling me they love me, they are there for me. That I'll be ok. I even stole B's hat for the trip. My comfort item stayed with me the whole trip. I needed to feel love from home.

I came home. A couple of weeks after I came home, I was invited on a Party Bus. With who else? The guys.
I got there and had to get them together and toast to them. They were with me when I booked my flight to Boston, my last night out before I left. They were with me when I went out for the first time since I came home from Boston.

I wouldn't have had this any other way.

They took care of me then and they still tend to take care of me now.

A toast. To a few of my good friends. A group of guys I hope to never replace.