Jenalee and I have been friends for... well, for ever kind of. :)
She and her kids came to see us this weekend. We were all pretty excited! Landon started on Monday... "This week is taking forever!" haha.
I love what good buddies they are. Landon & Jack.
We took our friends to Broadway Burger because no one has one but us! YUM!
Halle had never been on a teeter totter, so I texted Heidi whose been to every park in Rock Springs and asked her where I could find one! :)
Then we went by westridge school to play. It was a hit--for everyone! haha.
We tried to recreate a picture... it was difficult... these boys are kind of huge!!
So much love! We love these friends of ours so much. I have loved Jenalee for years and now my kids love her and our kids love each other and it's kind of awesome.
Such a happy happy weekend!
I read Jenalee's blog post today and wanted to add it to mine for my own personal memory. :)
From Jenalee:
This advice was given to me on a handful of occasions by my sister. And you know, she was mostly right. I would have something planned with an old friend and she would say:
"You know, you can never go back. It won't be like it used to be with this friend. Things change, people change, and if you expect it to be just like it was, you'll be disappointed."
And it was true for quite a few situations.
But then sometimes, every once in a while, I have gone back. I did last weekend.
I met Jenny in 7th Grade. We didn't like each other. I was rebellious and she was intimidated. It wasn't until a pottery class our Freshman year of high school that things kind of changed. We sat on bar stools at large square tables to work. I sat next to her by chance. We were making pinch pots. My pot flared outward at the bottom, but despite my days of effort, I couldn't make it narrow and come back together toward the top. The pot got larger, and larger. And it got much uglier. I lamented over the ugly pot and the entire time Jenny praised me and encouraged me.
And so it began. I had made poor decisions in my life up until that point. I had made friends who weren't uplifting. I was headed down a path. Then I made that pot. Jenny and I became friends and she flung her arms open to me. A group of girls formed in the next few months and the best friends of my life solidified. The praise and encouragement intensified and these girls cheered me on to a completely different life. I began attending church, seminary, and they walked right beside me. We had late night talks about religion and choices. We went to EFY, girls camp, and young women's together.
I suppose that at the time, we knew that our friendships were extraordinary. And they were.
Years have gone by when we haven't seen each other. Two years ago we began a new tradition. We spend a weekend together with all our kids in the summer. Our children love each other and we love each other and it's always a glimpse of those amazing high school years.
Last weekend the kids and I drove to Rock Springs to spend the weekend with Jenny and her kids.
And we went back.
"You know, you can never go back. It won't be like it used to be with this friend. Things change, people change, and if you expect it to be just like it was, you'll be disappointed."
And it was true for quite a few situations.
But then sometimes, every once in a while, I have gone back. I did last weekend.
I met Jenny in 7th Grade. We didn't like each other. I was rebellious and she was intimidated. It wasn't until a pottery class our Freshman year of high school that things kind of changed. We sat on bar stools at large square tables to work. I sat next to her by chance. We were making pinch pots. My pot flared outward at the bottom, but despite my days of effort, I couldn't make it narrow and come back together toward the top. The pot got larger, and larger. And it got much uglier. I lamented over the ugly pot and the entire time Jenny praised me and encouraged me.
And so it began. I had made poor decisions in my life up until that point. I had made friends who weren't uplifting. I was headed down a path. Then I made that pot. Jenny and I became friends and she flung her arms open to me. A group of girls formed in the next few months and the best friends of my life solidified. The praise and encouragement intensified and these girls cheered me on to a completely different life. I began attending church, seminary, and they walked right beside me. We had late night talks about religion and choices. We went to EFY, girls camp, and young women's together.
I suppose that at the time, we knew that our friendships were extraordinary. And they were.
Years have gone by when we haven't seen each other. Two years ago we began a new tradition. We spend a weekend together with all our kids in the summer. Our children love each other and we love each other and it's always a glimpse of those amazing high school years.
Last weekend the kids and I drove to Rock Springs to spend the weekend with Jenny and her kids.
And we went back.
1 comments:
I love this! And the recapturing of the pic when they were babies was hilarious!!
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