Like a sister to me...

The title of this post is how I always start out describing Christy to my other friends. She has been such a faithful friend to me for the last six years. She has cried, laughed and prayed with me more times than I can count. She has listened to my hopes and dreams and I have in return listened to hers. She prayed for us to get pregnant and rejoiced with us at the hospital when our miracle was born. I love her so much and she is indeed, like a sister to me.

What started out as a simple, introductory couples dinner has blossomed into a deep, spiritual bond. We might even get to do our first mission trip together in December. Oh how special that would be! We hope to travel to Haiti to work with an orphanage.  I cant think of any other girl I'd want my first overseas work to be with!

Several weeks ago, she began running. We now run together twice a week. I look forward to it every week. I am trying to convince her to do the half in November when I do the full. That would be really cool and just one more thing to chat about in our 80's when we sit around and recount our younger days.

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