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Tuesdays..

“A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.”

Tuesdays are a very special day for me. They are the day that I have set apart to be with my very dear friend Michelle. Whether it be getting our nails and toes done, or just sitting in our PJs in my living room drinking coffee talking about everything and nothing all at the same time..

Tuesdays are “Me and Michelle” days.

Yesterday I called her about what time we were going to get our nails/toes done and I could instantly tell that something was bothering her. We had a good chat about what it was and then I said “I knew there was a different and more important reason for me to call you at this exact moment!”

Friends just know. They know when something is wrong, and they instinctively try to make it better. They know when you need a quick laugh, a quick cry… and they stick around for both.

Tuesdays are our days to do exactly that..

So, Michelle, when you read this: Thank you for being my friend when I needed it the most. You will never know how much your friendship means to me, and how precious you and Andrew are to Mark and I. We are so very thankful to have you in our lives.

What friendships do you cherish? How have they impacted your life?

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December 16, 2008 | Filed Under God is Good, Thankful | 10 Comments

I just had to share..

Easton, Michelle and I were walking in the local mall on Saturday. I stop at the wig store (yes, we have a wig store in our mall, go figure!) and began looking at wigs. Easton picks one out and says “This looks so much like your natural hair and cut, mom!” I was wearing my old wig because I am growing out (ever so slowly) my hair. She often comments that the wig just doesnt look like “me”. It is too dark and has absolutely no highlights. The cut is okay, but she is right.. It didn’t look like me.

I put it on, and she smiles ear to ear.

I had told the sales woman before that I was just looking and if I found a wig that I couldnt live without, I would be back on Monday with my Check Card.

Guess what my daughter did..

She used her own Christmas money and bought it for me! She knew that I was getting pretty insecure growing my hair out, and wanted me to feel like my old self again in the process..

That, more than the wig, brought tears to my eyes.

I will cherish that exchange for the rest of my life…