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“You just Kristi’d me,” he stated when I told him something real. I didn’t know what it meant when he said it. So I thought about it for awhile.

And this is what I came up with.

Being Kristi’d means you’re going to be heard and seen and supported and pushed and challenged and rooted for and cried with and laughed with and adventured with and fought for and actually loved.

It means you’re going to be shown the brighter side of every dark shadow this world can throw at you.

It means you’re going to be given truthful feedback and a different perspective so you can experience life on a deeper level.

It means you’re going to hear lots of music and new ideas and insane ramblings that will ruffle you up a bit. It means occasional wild nights. Occasional nights at the beach. Occasional (well let us just be really real and go with “perpetual”) Netflix nights. Whiskey nights. Wine nights. Tea nights. Early nights. Late nights. But they’ll always we GOOD nights.

It means getting random inappropriate memes. It means getting drunk dialed. It means backrubs and emotional healing. It means laughing a lot.

But most of all, being “Kristi’d” means you’re gonna feel ALIVE.

So if you’ve ever been “Kristi’d” consider yourself extremely blessed. Very few get the impossibly rare opportunity. 💋💋💋