When doors open for one of your best friend and her family to go serve others for a second time in a completely different country (thousands and thousands of miles away). And you are so sad, yet so excited all at the same time….you do the only thing that you can think of to document this time of life for them. The only proper photographer send off is to offer a photo session and then have them all over for a giant brunch and mimosa’s afterwards. I mean, it only makes complete, absolute sense….especially the brunch.
So that’s what we did. We photographed. We laughed. A lot. And then brunched it up while all our boys (5 between the two of us!!!) played and explored the backyard together. Sometimes I think God hand picks your people–your tribe. And those are the ones you just do life with. Jess, is that person. While we haven’t lived close by for awhile now, our lives are crazy, and we don’t talk as often as we should….but it never fails, it doesn’t even take a second for us to pick things up right where we left off. Your tribe. Find one. They help fuel your soul when you need it, and wade through motherhood when you don’t feel like you can swim it alone any longer.
It’s taken me awhile to write this up, because truth be told, my heart is longing for a day like this again with them. But I am so proud of their heart’s and listening to God’s calling to serve, to be changed, to be open to where they are led. Sometimes the most refining places are the most uncomfortable. I feel like a super proud mama…or something equal to that, as I follow and pray along with them on this journey.
I love this family so much.
You made me cry, you stinker. The feelings are totally mutual….there’s just something about the bond made hours behind a la marzocco together, seeing your dear tiny friend turn into a hulk after getting in a fender bender and countless hours of laughter, tears and toots. I’d say our friendship took work and forgiveness and grace…and it has been so SO worth it…loving you from afar?