My best friend

Okay - my best friend- the one who got me to start this whole blogging thing - I love her. I adore her. And confession of all confessions - I envy her. (Are you surprised Heather?) She has the privilege of staying home to homeschool her wonderful boys, Lollipop - her little girl is under one and is not of homeschooling age - yet! That's not the reason I envy her. She happens be graced with four beautiful children who seem to be great at everything they attempt, are very smart, capable, athletic, sweet, and have a heart for Jesus! That's not why I envy her. And NO, it's not because of her husband. Even though I love him. With the commanded love of Christ -right Chris? No, I'm envious of her because she just got the sweetest new addition to her family. His name is Mosby. He walks on four legs and would probably give you a big sloppy kiss with his puppy dog tongue. He is so sweet.

We have a beast at home that we love and adore. We used to have two. Our other boy, Mattox had to be put to sleep 2 years ago after we found out he had an aggressive form of cancer. The day we had to say good-bye was the first day I ever had the feeling that my heart was being ripped out of my chest. Even now, tears well up in my eyes just thinking about it.

I didn't feel that it was right for us, or for his furry brother Shiloh, to go out and get another friend at that time. We needed to heal, and mourn, and I was going to have an infant just two months from the day Mattox left us. Now that infant is almost 2 years old. So maybe it's time to consider a new friend. After all - doesn't society say I need to keep up with the Joneses? If not them, then at least my best friend.

I love you, Heather. Give Mosby a big hug for me. Let him know that we'll be up to meet him as soon as we can.