(in which I finally finish writing about our wonderful trip to Pennsylvania by waxing eloquent on friendship. Or just by waxing on it.)
(Alison and I right before we left for home. Don't we look cute and matchy? Not intentional. Well, the cute is. Just not the matchy.)
If this adoption journey has been so much more difficult than I could have imagined (it has) then this friendship with Alison has been so much sweeter than I could have hoped. Two people who have never met, who are following the Lord into adoption from the same country, at the same time, with the same agency, find each other through blogs, chat groups, and email. They begin emailing and find that more similarities abound: they are both writers. They think the same. They both home school their kids.
This trip to PA was when we got to meet face-to-face for the first time. We spent hours just talking. In the famous sun room (my favorite place in her house!). In the kitchen over pumpkin cookies. At Panera Bread and Barnes and Noble. Outside while we pushed the kids on the swings. It was nice to find that we communicate in spoken words as well as we do in written.
I am very thankful for this friendship, this gift. Ralph Waldo Emerson said, "A Friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of Nature." Replace nature with God and I think that about sums it up.