Meeting With The Roommates

In the Spring and Summer of 1995, I had the best roommates ever.  I loved them.  They were funny and kind.  Even though I was the "new" roommate because they all knew each other from their fall/winter semesters, they accepted me with open arms.  I loved them.  But then Carmelle went off and got married and everyone dispersed to different apartments.

Flash forward nearly 20 years (what?!?!) and we met up at Kneaders.  What a great time!  I loved seeing these amazing women/mothers/friends again.