It’s hard to believe we might be sharing our last Pizza Crust Friday together. What started as a fun, silly little tradition—saving and fighting over the last bites of crust—has somehow grown into something so much more meaningful. Week after week, it became a time we all looked forward to, no matter how busy, stressed, or tired we were. That crust was our symbol—a funny, crunchy reminder of connection, laughter, and belonging.
Every Friday felt like a mini celebration. We’d gather around, the pizza boxes still warm, and argue over toppings while secretly hoping someone would leave their crust uneaten. Someone always told a ridiculous story, someone laughed too hard, and someone spilled a drink—but it never mattered. It was real. It was ours. That crust wasn’t just a leftover—it was a shared memory, the part we saved for last because it meant the most.
And now, facing the possibility that this chapter might be closing, it’s impossible not to feel emotional. Whether it’s a move, a change, or life just pulling us in different directions, saying goodbye—even temporarily—is never easy. The idea that next Friday might come without all of us here feels heavy.
But no matter where we go, we’ll carry this with us. The laughs, the silly debates, the crumbs on the table, the comfort of knowing we had each other every week. Maybe it was never about the crust at all—but about the people sitting around it.
So, to each of you: thank you. Thank you for showing up, for making memories, for making Pizza Crust Friday something we’ll never forget. If this truly is the last one, let’s savor it. And if life surprises us and brings us together again for another slice—we’ll save the crust, just in case.
🍕❤️
