Michael and I had a dinner date with two of our oldest couple friends from back in the wee way ago days when we were newly married and in the same Sunday School class.
That class has since disbanded.
One of the couples now lives an hour and a half away in a small town. He's a Presbyterian minister, she's in seminary on her way to being a minister. and just had a beautiful little "ooops" baby boy in addition to 13 and 10 year old girls. When I held the newest addition for the first time, he was went from fussy to serene in 5 seconds flat. We bonded immediately, just like I did with the girls. Their children are like my own.
The other couple has a special needs child and a beautiful 14 year old daughter who I just ushered through the confirmation process.
These people are my extended family. And it is something, precious and rare and comforting beyond description to be with people who know your history and you know theirs and so much can be said and shared without sometimes saying much at all.
The six of us passed plates of food and drank and laughed and called the other couple friend from our old class, who now live in Mesa, passing the phone around the table, just so we could be all "together" again, even if we ran up my hubby's minutes on the cell...bwa!
And after dinner we went to a coffee house and hung out on the sofas and talked about the deep stuff. Kids, plans for the future, career, passions. How God works in and through our lives and pulls us in directions in ways so different than we ever imagined. Just like we did all those years ago on Sunday mornings.
Someday we all may be scattered to the four corners of the Earth or at the least the country and I try not to think about that.
So I don't.
Not much anyway
I just try to be thankful that these people have been and always will be so much a part of who I am.
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