Dear Moho Friends,
I miss you.
I miss going to the Moho parties and listening to the conversations you have, the laughter you share, and most importantly the hugs you give.
I miss going to Leatherby's for ice cream and being waited on by some poor kid named Nephi, when four of the five of us are gay.
I miss the 45 minute drive home with a smile on my face the entire time.
Someday Saturdays will slow down at work a bit and then maybe I can come to a Moho party again. Until then though, know that I love you all and miss you lots!