Skip to main content

Until Next Time

I absolutely hate good-byes. I can remember when my very best friend Sharese moved away when I was in kindergarten, my mom said I didn't have to say "good-bye." Instead, she told me to say, "Until next time."

Turns out, she was right. This year will mark 20 years of friendship for Sharese and I. Now, as an adult I heed my momma's advice more than ever. Nothing is constant but change it's itself, and part of that change is saying good-bye. Since my college graduation, I have seen my very best friends move all over the country. We're now in Texas, Illinois, Ohio, Tennessee, and Georgia. It may be part of life, but it never gets easier.

Today was one such occasion. I had my final lunch with Kristen before she moves to Georgia. Kristen and I actually don't see each much, but just knowing she's in town in a major comfort. She was one of the first people I met my freshman year, and we've been friends ever since.





Throughout the past seven years we've seen our share of WKU games...




She was my beach buddy...






She was there when we looked ahead to the future...





She stood by me the day I married my best friend.





And she was there the day I welcomed my son into the world.



Kristen,


It was been an honor doing life with you these past seven years. From Ms. Griffin's math class and the BSU formal, to football games and graduation, to weddings and babies, you have been one the best friends I have ever had. The memories we share have brought me joy, the secrets we have told have brought me laughter, and the God we've shared has brought us closer.


I pray your new direction will be an adventure filled with love, complete in joy, and blessed beyond measure. You are my southern sister, and I will forever praise God for our friendship.



Here's to a new day and lots of memories to make in the future. UNTIL NEXT TIME, I love you!

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

A New Decade

Happy 2020, everyone!  I know I'm a month and a half behind, but ya'll, January was brutal!  Not brutal in a tragic kind of way but in a "life will wear you out" kind of way. It started off with the flu...times three!  Eric, Ellie and I had Flu B and missed the first week back to school and work.  Then Eli was diagnosed with Flu A two weeks later.  Thankfully, my in-laws stepped in to help so that we didn't have to miss any more time at work. On top of the sickness, we listed our house for sale. The work it takes getting ready for market is just crazy. But we also have people coming in and out of our home at all hours and it's just kinda overwhelming. Plus, we are finalizing everything with the builder. In full transparency, working with the builder has been the easiest part! Maybe I'll do a little update on the whole building process later this week.  Now that the dust has settled on 2020, I'm going to try my very hardest to keep this litt...

Running Through The Sprinkler

Playing in the sprinkler was on our summer bucket list.  To me it seems weird just checking if off and moving on to the next activity because when I was younger, we ran through a sprinkler pretty much every day.  Putting it under the trampoline and letting it keep all the "jumpers" cool, was a favorite pastime. I cringe now. What the heck were we doing with eight kids on a net-free trampoline anyway? Ha! Back to the present…Eric treated the pool yesterday, so we couldn't swim which made it the perfect night to drag out the water hose and sprinkler.   Neither child loved it at first, so we turned down the pressure.  They slowly but surely warmed up to it.  Bless her little heart, Ellie stood right in the middle and took a direct hit.  She would make the worst face you've ever seen then cry ridiculsouly if you tried to move her.  Eli ran straight though the middle with his eyes closed.  Thank goodness our y...

The Best Is Yet To Be

My two grandmothers are 87 and 97 years old this year, which is pretty amazing if you think about it.  They've lived through the Great Depression, World War II, the Korean War, President Kennedy's assassination, the race to space, the rise and fall of communism, the advancement of the information era, the attacks of 9/11, Covid, and dozen other "once in a lifetime" events.  They remember when indoor plumbing was a luxury and yet know what social media is. They're amazing. I can't wrap my mind around the magnitude of what they have witnessed. They lived in real time what we can only read about in history books.  It's incredible if you let it sink in. Maybe that's why they're different...not just them, but their entire generation. They're not like us.   They don't give up when things are tough. They don't complain about hardships or the unfairness of life. They don't fold under pressure or cower when they face uncertainty.  They speak...