My friend Lindsey is one of those friends who shows up to help just as you turn around and realize you really need the help. She has amazing timing and the ability to pinpoint exactly what needs to be done. It's one of the many things I love about her. Oh, and she's crazy in love with my kids, even when they first come and they're really, really hard to love. She's top notch in my book.
We've spent hours working on various projects together. Most times they take us longer than we originally plan for and we end up staying up half the night laughing and working. After all, practically everything is funny after 1:00 AM.
This weekend was our last weekend here in Texas. We leave Friday to head north to Ohio. Knowing our time was short, we planned a couple days to spend with Lindsey. We had a great time eating, playing and just talking. We hadn't planned on seeing her Sunday. We had filled her Friday and Saturday pretty full. But when I sent her a text indicating that I probably should have started packing the house by now and that I had a couple of walls to paint and that the yard needed mowing, guess who showed up at my doorstep in paint clothes and with pizza? Yeah, she's that kind of friend.
Lindsey has weathered these past nine years with me. We met at middle school. It was the first year of teaching for both of us. Our classrooms were down the hall from each other. We both taught science. We hit it off immediately and never looked back. She's an amazing teacher.
She's the first one I told when I started the adoption process. She was so excited. We would imagine what it would be like and when it turned out to be a little different than what we imagined, she stuck around anyway. Three times.
My girls think the world of her. I think the world of her. She's easy to love because she gives it so freely. Thanks, Linds for every single way you've helped me these past nine years (and there have been many), but mostly, thanks for modeling love in action for my girls. They watched you drop everything and come to our rescue on Sunday. It wasn't the first time. I'm sure it won't be the last.
We love you!