Some of them are quite perceptive. Some really resonate with me. Some make me roll my eyes.
As a military wife, I've been so thankful for the provision of at least one (and often more) dear friend in each place that we have lived.
I consider it a blessing to have a small circle of friends that have known me for half of my life now, if not a bit longer.
Kiawah Island September 2013They are true.
The five of us lived daily life together at Baylor...during those unique years of university.
We have walked the aisles for each other and watched as five families began. We have seen careers flourish and end and new roles grow. We have held newborn babes with joy, shared the heartache of loss with one another, lifted one another up in prayer after prayer after prayer.
We have known the idiosyncrasies and the habits and the joys and the disappointments--the history--of our early years, and so we now perceive (with humor and appreciation and grace) the changes life brings. The delicate shift of accent, the laugh lines, the greys, the catchphrases.
We make it a priority to try to have annual weekend together...and despite the miles and states that separate us, despite the everyday life that goes on away from one another...true friendship is so very visible. And such a gift.