Thankful for joy and laughter. The kind of laughter that makes you spit out your drink, cry, and beg it to stop. The kind of laughter that has your sides splitting at the seams. The contagious kind. The kind that comes when you are so tired that EVERYTHING is funny. So funny. More funny than it should be.
This was last night. Put together two roommates, no sleep, end of the semester school work, and just awkward life stories and you get sheer hilarity.
It was so good. Just to laugh. To laugh until the point of exhaustion. I need more of that in my life.
Today I’m thankful that the Lord perfectly orchestrated 2 family’s paths to cross and forever change both.
My parents have been scuba diving and vacationing with a group of couples for nearly 15 years. About 2 years ago, I got accepted into Southeastern Baptist Theological Seminary. Little did I know that I would be moving to North Carolina and living within 2 miles from my mom and dad’s closest friends.
Needless to say, my parents were relieved I’d have someone to take care of me. To be honest, I was a bit nervous. I didn’t want to be a burden to family friends, and didn’t know much about these people that would now essentially be my lifeline in North Carolina.
During preview weekend, we were all able to enjoy a meal together at Rick and Peg’s house. I got to hear stories of all their vacations and slowly felt at ease. They were as loud, loving, and opinionated as my own family, so I slowly settled in.
Let’s just say that settling in process didn’t take long. After weekly dinners (Haasta Pasta nights), walks at the park, and pottery festivals I found myself right at home–my second home.
Rick and Peg have gone from being strangers to friends to family. I thank the Lord daily for their friendship and love. They take care of me when I’m sick, make me laugh until I cry, and have welcomed me with open hearts and arms. I couldn’t be more thankful that our paths crossed, and that they have adopted me into their family.