I think I once read that in life if you can find one true friend who will accept you for who you are and love you than you are a rich person. I must be a millionaire b/c I have a few friends like that and it really is just awesome. This past week I got to visit two very special friends! I could share what we did but probably a travelogue would just be mundane. Perhaps I would rather just say why they are so special.
One of my favorite songs is from the musical Wicked (many of my favorite songs but that is a different post for a different time) and it is called "For Good". The lyrics are as follows:
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You'll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend...
For me real friends are those that change your heart, give you courage, and never desert; even when things get hard.
(Vintage gorgeous Sylvia b/c I was a dork and waited till the last day to take pics and she fell sick)
Sylvia is probably my oldest friend that I stay in contact with. While so much has changed (hairstyles, guys, jobs, and now kids) we can sit down and just laugh and talk. Sylvia taught me what faith was when I was a jaded teen who didn't really have that. Since than she keeps teaching me that faith has to be active. Even when life comes at you full speed you can't relent, you can't give in; instead you have to be strong. She also is probably the only friend who had the courage to tell me when I was in college I needed to be true to myself and I was failing at that miserably. These days she has the nicest husband and two really great kids. It was just so much fun to just hang out.
(My gorgeous Mrs. Amy)
Amy and I served together 6 yrs ago. She is my kindred spirit oddly enough (I say oddly b/c when you would first meet us you might not think so b/c she seems so straight laced and well me not so much). We could sit back than and talk for hours about obscure fables or unsung bible characters. As old souls we can talk about our 1940's dreams and reminisce about pin-curls. I think fundamentally we both don't understand why anyone would want to be mean. I love how she constantly stretches herself to embrace new types of people. When things get hard she is always the first to cheer me on either by blog or email. She has great husband also and the most tenderhearted kids I've ever met (Rachel picked on them).
(this is Sylvia's son, Rachel adopted him as her twin during the trip)
Both friends: are incredible homemakers. They craft, decorate, and yes even cook! I love learning from them. Sylvia taught me the joys of Costco pre-made foods that taste great so I might have a new idea in my quest to "cook". Amy taught me the joys of homemade honey and peanut butter sandwiches. I just loved catching up with them. It makes me sad I don't ever get to see them hardly. That is something I hope to change... but I don't know how realistic that will be for now but it will be a goal. It also made me realize I need to make sure to find time with my true dear friends! After all I'm an odd duck and to find people who love me and I accept them just as much back, for me is a gift.