25 years

i've been able to call her my best friend for 25 years. if this were our anniversary, it would be the year of silver. it started in 1st grade. i remember being her "appointed friend" to walk with her to the nurse's office when a stapler caught her finger. our teacher had no idea that one small act would lead to a lifetime of friendship. we stood by one another through the awkward middle school years (mine, not hers.) she is the reason i am a believer. we went to young life together, played softball together, and essentially took all the same classes in high school together. we went opposite directions for college and remained like sisters. for a short year, we lived 45 minutes apart in virginia post college, knowing it would likely be the closest we would live for years to come. i miss her.

back in october, she came to visit filling in some of the gap between when my mom left and when fly boy returned from the deployment. we cherish these trips. quality time. watching our children play. (and not so secretly hoping that maybe her son will some day marry one of my daughters.)

i'm flooding this post with pictures from her trip to florida.
enjoy!