snapshots of our life.

When Anna got married, I cried like a baby while trying not to make eye contact with her mom on the front row, who might have made me cry harder.  I tried explaining what that day felt like from a best friend perspective and I don’t think she quite got it til my wedding day.  And I don’t think she will quite get what this feels like until I’m popping a baby out of my own a few years down the road and she is itching to get in to the room with my family to see the new addition.

Anna and I have been friends since tenth grade, and we’ve experienced a lot together.  We’ve pulled each other out of some really crappy times and we’ve seen each other through good times.  I didn’t just become friends with her, I became part of her family.  And we’ve gone through these different stages of life together.  Side by side, or not too far down the hospital corridor waiting patiently (or not so patiently). 

It is amazing to me to see her as a mom.  As someone who thinks the world of the person she is, I know this is what Anna was born to do.  She is by nature a nurturer.   She’ll show up at your door when you’ve had a crappy day with a bouqet of your favorite flowers because “they were two for one at Publix” or she’s fix your favorite meal for you at your house because your boyfriend deployed that morning.  She thinks of the things to do for people that they didn’t even know they needed at the time.  She’s always been like that.  She takes care of people. 

Dylan is a lucky little man.  And I feel so lucky to be able to be a part of his life.  When I think of all the changes that have come about since Anna and I’ve been friends and look at the women we’ve grown into, it makes me even more excited to know I’m going to be able to watch her child grow into the man he is going to.