I have seen "thank you's" to boyfriends or to best guy friends, but here is my letter thanking all of the guys who have made me "one of the guys."

While flipping through my "baby book" home on break, I saw something that caught my attention. I always knew that I got along very well with boys. So well, in fact, that my first friends and playmates were two amazing guys (Connor and Michael). However, the line that struck me hit me harder than any tackle that one of them delivered in yard soccer or hide and go seek.

"Maggie finally made a girl friend!"

I played on girl sports teams, went to a small private school, was a girl scout, and played with girls in the neighborhood (okay, maybe their brothers). This led me to the realization that I was doomed from the start. It all started with Connor and Michael and now I'm still loving every moment with "the crew" of high school. I get sad when I think about the fact that my time in college, where I can just walk into a house full of many great guy friends, will be over soon. Where will I find my new pack of guys?

Blame it on having brothers, on loving sports, or on my other "guy interests." At the end of the day, I love holding my own in a group of great guy friends.

A solid group of guy friends is underrated and they deserve numerous "thank you's." Thank you for all of the laughter and humor, all of the encouragement, the healthy competitive nature, the authenticity, and the lessons.Thanks for being my "wing man," keeping an eye out for me (in more ways than one), and for giving great advice as well as taking my advice. Thanks for keeping me "chill" and demonstrating how to "go with the flow." Thanks for walking me back after going out and seeing that I was safe. Thanks for showing me that I will always be me, so why should I try to be anyone else?

I get made fun of by girls (my mom included), telling me that I am completely oblivious and don't know how to flirt. It's true that I'm about as smooth as sandpaper, but I'd take great friendships with great guys over flings. I know that one day there will be one boy who I probably will like for more than just playing "NHL" against or quoting "Wedding Crashers" with. But, until then, let me hear all about your girl problems, fantasy football teams, and new favorite beer.

I've never thought twice about being one of the only girls who are out with a group of guys. They're my friends. So, until that baby book epiphany, boys will be boys (and Maggie).