A year ago, my husband’s good friend happened to be in town from New York for Christmas break. She’s a fiercely loyal friend and a bubbly woman — the kind of person you can’t help but like because she has such passion for everything she does, and especially for the people she loves (I hadn’t even met her yet and I already liked her).
She exudes energy and makes a friend out of everyone she meets. There’s even a saying about her in her wide group of friends: “If you’ve met Blakely, then you’re her friend.” She’s the one in our group of mutual friends who can get everybody to drop everything and come together just by saying, “Hey, we should go skiing!” or, “Let’s go climb this big rock six hours away in Kentucky!”