Anticipatory Grace

Some days are so great that even the anticipation of their arrival is exciting. It reminds me of being a child and waiting for Christmas morning. Looking forward to something can almost be as grace filled as the event itself. Today was one of those days. I went to sleep last night looking forward to morning, woke up with a smile and it didn't leave my face all day. I enjoyed a wonderful lunch with two extraordinary ladies. These two have been very good friends (with each other) for many, many years. They are as close as sisters. I always consider it an extreme privilege to share in their time together and today was no exception. I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to attend and was delighted when I was able to arrange my schedule. I always learn something when I'm with them. It is their gift to me.

And if that wasn't great enough... Today is the day that the Almeidas returned from their two week trip to Australia. After moving to Hilmar and hanging out so much... we have really, really missed having them around, especially on the holidays. Last night, I went to bed with the knowledge that they were on the plane heading home. That only heightened my excitement. It almost feels as though I've been holding my breath while they've been away. I feel so much better they are now only a few miles down the road.