By, JeriLynn Fisher

Ohmigosh! I am heartbroken! I found this blog by clicking on Jes' name from The Village blog. Oh my gosh! I cannot believe Adrianne is gone! I totally had a feeling to call her about two months ago. Oh, I wish I had!

Adrianne and I met in our English studies. I barely knew her when she volunteered to spend an entire evening helping me move. That's when we became friends. My husband went off to basic training that next summer, and Adrianne and I hung out so much. She was a lifeline that summer. I remember going to her apartment and watching the good parts of Moulin Rouge. We talked about boys. She loved Panda Express and had all of her fortune cookie fortunes pinned on her wall. She described to me the wedding dress she'd bought.

I remember one time she came to my house in a cute little sundress. We walked to King's (from 8th North) and bought flip-flops, then we continued on to Firehouse and had pastas. We walked the whole way and it was so fun, and she was so happy to have sun-kissed shoulders from that walk.

The last time I saw her, we went to a little sandwich shop on main street. I told her about Tess of D'urbervilles and how she'd hate it. We even went wedding-dress browsing, even though neither of us needed one.

I'm so sad my friend Adrianne is gone. She spoke so very fondly of her family. She was so fun to talk to. I miss hearing her voice. I miss her.

Love,

JeriLynn Fisher