I miss you.

I will always remember Carrie as one of my TRUE friends, and there have been few and far between. Carrie allowed me to be myself, and more importantly, flourish into becoming who I am now. Carrie held a very rare position indeed in that she knew me better than I did myself; there were times when just talking about random things opened up a whole new side to me I never knew existed. One of my fondest memories is one summer night when we drove to the lake and just took a walk along the path at Northwestern, talking about whatever came to our minds; it was here that I finally began to understand just how amazing Carrie was. We ended up driving north, past Bahai Temple, to a boat launch and pier where it was so peaceful out; the moon was reflected in the water, and it was here that I underwent some kind of change. I am not so sure that this would be the proper description- it was so powerful, spiritual would almost be an accurate adjective. I began to have new priorities, new ideals that helped to shape my entire character; Carrie was the one who brought that out. Whatever it was, I am simply glad that I had her as a friend who always knew what to say, where to give that extra push to start me along the right path. Carrie, I am most grateful for just having known you. As I look back on all the different events that have happened thus far in my life, you will always remain one of the shining bright spots that helped to light the path towards where I am now: happy and at peace with myself, which is far better than I could have imagined. I love you.

Bret