I have this dear friend here in Ridgecrest. In the last month and a half or so, she learned she had breast cancer, had it removed, and is today, starting radiation. The first time I met her, she said, "I'm in Young Women's, so I'll probably never see you." Soon after, she was assigned as my visiting teacher. Needless to say, we have definitely gotten to know each other. She was calling us at the hospital when Evan was born, thinking of US on Christmas Eve, making sure we were alright. She came and stayed with me until late into the night when Evan was less than a week old, because Nate was going to pick up his mom from the airport and I was terrified of being alone with my new baby. She has been completely genuine since the moment I met her, sincerely wanting to get to know me and my family. Although she's a Cougar, I've managed to put that aside since there are so many other things I enjoy about her. She loves to sing. She appreciates music. She has a special bond with my child, and seems quite fond of him. She is the founder of Brazil night. She is always in the know, about anything and everything. She is superbly organized. She has a tender heart, and always manages to bring the spirit into my home. She thinks my husband is a dork, and still likes to be his friend. She seems to always know exactly what I need. She teaches her kids how to be champions at rock band. She let me be her BFF for a day, giving me lunch from my favorite restaurant in town, just because she could tell I had been having a hard week. She is dedicated to whatever she puts her mind to. She has done a spectacular job raising 3 pretty spectacular kids. She has the heartiest of hearty "real" laughs. (If I can get her to laugh her "real" laugh, man, do I feel awesome.) She can always find a good deal. She truly knows her Savior. She is always up for a girls night/lunch/day, whatever to just get out and chat. She is real. She is not afraid to let the world know how she feels. She's an avid blogger. She has taught me so very much about motherhood and sisterhood. And as I lay in bed last night, after praying for her peace and safety today, on her first day of radiation, tears were streaming onto my pillow thinking of all the reasons why I am so grateful she is in my life. Suddenly I was ticked at her because I had to get out of my warm bed to go retrieve tissues from the bathroom. Then I smiled as I thought about sharing that story with her and picturing how it would probably make her laugh and cry and the same time. So, my dear Megan, this one is for you, since I know there is NOTHING (okay, so that's probably a mighty exaggeration) that would make you happier today:
I don't know if this has ever been done before.
And to all my friends in Utah who see nothing wrong with this picture, that makes this that much more awesome. :)