Allison and I have an unusual friendship. We’re best friends, and yet we live over three hundred miles apart. “What’s so unusual about that?” you might ask. That in and of itself is not out of the ordinary; many best friends have had to move away from each other and keep up their friendship long-distance. What makes our friendship unique is that neither of us had to move away: in fact, we became best friends before we had even met each other in real life.
She closed her eyes and took his hand as he led her through the woods. The snow crunched under their feet as they walked together, and the wind whistled through the trees. They stopped, and he let go of her hand. He told her she could open her eyes; and when she did, he was on one knee in front of her. And he had a ring.
It was seven years ago in January. I remember sitting in the audience, watching Rebecca and John being united for life. It was a momentous occasion – not only for them, but for me. It was the first wedding I’d ever been to. I don’t remember too much about their wedding because I was just a kid, and kids don’t notice the details, but I do remember one thing. They loved each other. And they were excited to be married, and I was excited for them. I remember them leaving the church, and, instead of throwing rice, everyone blew bubbles. I thought it was magical, but it was beautiful and special too.
Every family has something that makes them unique. Well, this one-of-a-kind family has not one, but several things that make it unique. Personally, I’m an authority on the uniqueness of this family – and I might even use a different word – crazy. I should know because I see this family just about every day, and I’ve seen six of these children within just hours of being born. I’ve watched almost every child take his first steps or talk his first word. I’ve held them all and supervised coloring activities. I’ve taken them on walks and played with them. I’ve fought over breakfast with them and sat with them as they do their school.
Of the many influential people in my life, there is one who stands like a beacon: my mother. I have never met anyone like her in my life. I know that I am not the only one who sees her kindness to others, her servant’s heart and her perseverance. She sets an example to anyone who crosses her path, and truly cares for others. She reminds me of the Proverbs 31 woman, especially verse 27: “She looks well to the ways of her household, and does not eat the bread of idleness.”
My friend Hannah is one of the seniors I mentioned back in August. We had the opportunity to go and take her pictures this past Saturday and we had so much fun!