So I have been in quite a blogging slump. I haven't felt like I have anything to write about or that I want to write about or that someone would want to read. My kids aren't little anymore, so the "firsts" are few and far between now. I could write about the first time my teenager gave me attitude, but I'd just get more attitude for writing about that. I could tell you about my vacation to Maui... it was awesome. Done. Now what? I have even been contemplating shutting the blog down (again). But then, right out of the blue, my most reluctant blogging niece starting posting again and challenging us to do the same. Finally (I thought) something to blog about! She challenged us to post picture number #8 from our December folder and write about it. Perfect! I can do that. I went right to my folder and...six, seven, eight. Oh great. Picture #8 in my December folder is not even a picture of a seasonal activity or a place we visited, it is a Christmas card photo I took for my friend. Another roadblock. Or is it? Maybe it's not a roadblock, maybe instead it's an opportunity.
I'd like to tell you about my friend in this photo. She's actually more than a friend, she's family. We met when our boys were in kindergarten, seven years ago. Volunteering in the classroom on the same day each week, we became quick friends. She is smart and strong, funny and adventurous and the trait I envy the most, she's nice. The kind of nice that I wish I could be. Over the years we have seen each other through the ups and downs, spent holidays and vacations together, watched each other's pets and kids, laughed and cried. I couldn't ask for a better friend. I'm forever grateful to the kindergarten volunteer scheduler, who's random act changed my life.
