We met when they were returning to the United States from Japan, and we were returning from the Aleutian Islands off the coast of mainland Alaska. Like many military families with young children in tow, we settled into the routine of a new duty station. New friends, new schools, lots of activities and tons of work for our husbands at this new command. But never to busy for two young mothers to share a pot of tea and fellowship together each afternoon. Fostering a friendship that would blossom and span the next thirty-three years.
We enjoyed this place; where sea spray met rocky coast and left pools of adventure behind. Where gull songs and softly clanging buoy's sang a sleepy lullaby; and blueberries were free for the taking. It was a safe harbor. A place to learn and grow for a season. But as seasons come and go, military orders led our families away to opposite coasts. We waved good-bye and promised to stay in touch with letters and a visit or two when travel would allow.
Several years later, while on vacation, our friends stopped for a brief visit. What a wonderful time we had that evening. Years flew by as we laughed and talked and told stories that made our hearts glad like a medicine. A visit that would introduce our children to each other again. Later that evening, before going out, our son said good bye to our friends and waved at the little girl sitting on the fireplace hearth. His wave was returned by a shy smile. Neither realizing the journey life had in store for them, all would be forgotten as they moved through the seasons of their lives.
Years later, while we were living in San Diego, our son surprised us with a late summer visit. A trip to Catalina, bike riding in Coronado, and sipping coffee in the evening at the Hotel Del Coronado. Warm sunny days provided a perfect backdrop for a memorable time. The visit also presented an opportunity for our son to reconnect with our friends and their daughters. And so a picnic dinner in La Jolla was planned. A beautiful location to watch a western sunset and renew friendships. Together again, with time and distance absent, common interests salted their conversation as they watched sunlight flash green on the ocean before them. And hearts began to dream.
Should he write?
Dare he hope?
Would she feel the same?
He would see.
As the summer began to leave it's warm days behind, love began to flourish and grow as soul mates found one another again and a remarkable story began to unfold.
Friends by chance? I don't think so. Family by design - absolutely. By faith and hope, all things are fulfilled. A season for every activity under the heavens. With the Arizona sunlight melting over the red canyon walls, vows complete; love whispers, "Dear one, the world is waiting for the sunrise."
To know them is to see love finishing a sentence - embracing their story.
This Christmas, to everyone's surprise, we received the news they are expecting a baby! We couldn't be happier for them and for us! A new chapter--one that begins "Once upon a time..."
It Started with a Kiss ...
Beloved, if you ever thought that love might pass you by - let your heart rejoice.
God has a plan for you!
God has a plan for you!
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord,
“plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future” ~ Jeremiah 29:11
It is my desire to encourage, inspire, and share from my heart. Thank you so much for spending time with me today. I hope you've enjoyed this remarkable story.