Saturday, July 28, 2012

She Cried When She Arrived, I Cried When She Departed

Mrs.A & me, Mrs.B, outside my home in Montana
A few weeks ago I found myself in a very blue funk.  As much as I love the area and new home the Lord has blessed our family with, I often find I miss "down home".  I miss the foods - southern, Mexican, Tex-Mex, Cajun & Creole; I miss the culture; I miss the familiarity, I miss the diversity, I miss the thunderstorms, I miss the blue jays, cardinals and mocking birds, I miss pecans (yes, I can purchase them up here BUT they are more than $15 lb.!), ...

Most of all I miss my dear friends.  Last week the Lord made it possible for my dearest friend, Mrs.A, to visit.  Ohhh! was her visit good for my soul!  I didn't realize how much I needed her hug, her smile and the one girl who really, really, knows me to pal around with for a little while.  We drove down to the cemetery near our home and read all the head & foot stones.  We drove across the state line to Roosevelt National Park and enjoyed a picnic and took some GREAT photos.  We cooked suppers together, I taught her to crochet a basic chain stitch (she has since taught herself to crochet granny squares!), we sat outside on the deck just talking.  For me, it was one of the BEST vacations I've ever had & I didn't even leave home.

The only terrible thing that happened during Mrs.A's visit was that she had to go home.  I cried because I wanted her to stay forever.

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