New friends, old friends, my friends.

It's Easter. What a beautiful day. I am thankful for a risen Savior. I am thankful to live in the time and place I live. And I am thankful for my friends.

Today I was able to spend time with some of my favorite ladies.

This Easter marks 10 years ago I met Ora and Mike. Even thought they spent a few of those years in Texas they made their way back to Tyndall Air Force Base and us! Ora is one of the most genuine people I know and being her friend makes me want to be better. I love that about her. There are things I want to for her so horribly it is as if I want them for myself.

My new friend Brandi is a joy to me! Her funny southern accent makes me giggle and I love her family. Her kids are becoming a part of our family and we are blessed to have such great new friends. I feel like she has been placed in my life right now for a reason and I am anxious to start figuring out what that is. I look forward to many, many more fun weekend shenanigans with them.

Tara. Tamafreaka. Tamareaka long toes. My partner in crime for redecorating when Jeff is out of town, shopping, and doing just about anything. She is moving in a just a few short months and I am doing my best to not think about it right now. Am I in denial? Okay, maybe a little bit. Who will I call when I have a burning desire to visit Target at nine at night? Who will I talk into sewing for curtains for me when I can't sew straight? Who will paint and repaint my house with no compalining (actually, she does complain.)Who will make fun of my horrible driving? I'm not prepared to talk about this right now...so enough about that.

Last but not least, my Mum! Although I don't tell her or show her near enough she is really is the reason I am who I am. She is also the reason my kids get to skip school. My Mum says she was to "liberal" in our rearing. I hope she doesn't think of that as a mistake. I couldn't have asked for a better childhood. I was taken care and loved. I was taught to be creative and laugh. I was taught to love God and be kind. Maybe I didn't have to wake up early to milk cows or anything of the sort. But, I was taught to be responsible. I love my Mum for making me feel like I was special and far more talented than I actually am.

I hope Caroline grows up to have beautiful, smart, and caring girlfriends who are part of her life...there is nothing like it!