She has seen her share of heartache and pain. She has seen the depths of hurt, fear, loss and some how manages to pick herself up every time. Every.time. More than once I have looked at her life and wondered why God was calling her to be the modern day Job. More than once I have looked up at the heavens, on her behalf, and said "Really? This has got to stop!" Yet, after every blow, every moment of heartache, my friend picks herself up and continues on with determination and a soul deep strength I sometimes wonder if she really knows she has.
My friend is also my best text buddy. When my phone ribbits or says "Whaaatt??" in a decidedly Despicable Me Minion voice, I secretly hope it's her with some witty or sarcastic something or a fantastic picture of slippers...okay, sorry, that was totally an inside joke...those texts can take my day from blah to tears streaming down my face funny. If we were to publish a book of our texts, well, let's just say a whole lotta people would be thinking a whole lot differently about us. Some days they are snarky, some days angst filled, some days just meant to make the other person laugh. She keeps me grounded and reminds me that I am loved.
In the last couple of years, life has taken us from weekly face to face check ins to rare moments of time together. I miss her, yet I know God is doing something new in both our lives. The time we have spent together has been precious and wonderful. I pray there will be many more times ahead. I am grateful for her presence in my life, for the opportunity I have had to sit on the sidelines and cheer her on, for the unwavering love and support she has given. My life is better because of her friendship.
Today is my friend's birthday. I wish her a year of love, happiness, poignant moments, peace, hope, renewed vision, faith that continues to move mountains and lots and lots of laughter.
Happy Birthday, my friend. I love you more than words can say.
