I just said "goodbye" to my dear friend, Erica. Most of the morning was spent ignoring the fact that they were leaving. We laughed and had a good time, as usual. I have been telling myself over the last couple of days that they are just going to visit their parents for a little while. And that has actually worked pretty well. No break downs, no tears and I've actually been sleeping. Well, Erica apparently didn't get that memo. As she's loading the kids in the car, she turns to me and starts crying. Of course that sends me into a fit of tears. All this to say, I will really miss her. I have shared a note (in front of LOTS of people) with the Ballards expressing how much I'll miss them, and I think it is appropriate to post that here now:
Six years ago, when I moved here, I moved to a relatively unfamiliar church and to a totally unfamiliar town. While I was extremely happy with my new marriage, I needed a friend. I prayed day and night for two years for that friend.
I know that God has many plans for the Ballards, but when Beau and Erica were asked to be a part of our church, (in my little world) it meant that God was answering my constant prayer.
To some, a friend is someone who you enjoy sharing your life with. To some, a sister is someone who you have familial ties with. To me, the definition of a friend and a sister are synonymous with Erica.
There is no doubt that we have had a special connection from the beginning. One that everyone else seemed to notice as well. We have been asked countless times (by friends and by total strangers) if we were sisters. Erica always answers it best when she says, "We're not sisters of the blood, but we're sisters of the spirit." And she does what sisters do best. She holds me accountable, she makes me laugh (and cry) and, without knowing it, she makes me want to be more like her everyday.
If Erica is my sister, then Beau is undoubtedly my brother and their children are kin to my heart, as well.
The Ballards have been such an inspirational family to me. I hear about their ups and downs daily, and yet I know that through any situation, they are loyal to God, loyal to family and loyal to friends. Those three things are an unwavering mainstay that I hope everyone can see.
Today, for instance, I know is a hard day for them. They are going home to be with family, but must leave this family that has been built strong around them with love, faith and compassion. However, I have no doubts that the Ballards will remain loyal to us. I still expect a call from Erica daily and I know that we will be seeing them often.
The French have two ways to say goodbye. "Au Revoir," which means "see you later" and "adieu," which means "I won't see you til we get to heaven." Well, a little piece of heaven is here on earth, because today I get to say "Au Revoir," I'll see you soon, and I love you.
Almost every night, Gary and Grant wrestle and chase each other. It's becoming a family tradition. Grant laughs and laughs and laughs, then passes out in time for bed. I snapped a picture of them playing last night that I thought was cute. I just love my boys!
... and again!
