Back in our VP3 class last fall, we were
Our first meeting was definitely a "God-Thing". We were blown away by how similar some of the things we were dealing with in our lives were and how it all seemed so connected. I think there were a few tears, lots of laughing and just a general feeling that "normal" comes in many different shades and we were still somewhere on the spectrum.
We are a bit of an oddly grouped trio on the surface. One of us is very driven, highly organized, and coordinates all of our meetings. Date. Time. E-mail confirmation. That sort of thing. But under all that flows great integrity and compassion. (Hint, hint: That would not be me.) One of us is passionate in all things. She is a giver. She will go the extra mile and then some and when she loves she loves all the way. One of us is a frazzled, overweight, scatterbrain who often interjects innapropriate comments into the conversation and has issues with self esteem. (cough, cough).
Our VP3 class is long finished, but yet we continue to meet every other week or so, barring sick kids or work obligations. As I was backing the van out of the driveway after our last meeting, I teared up a bit. I am so grateful for these women in my life. I am so thankful that God obviously has a better (and often more organized) plan than I do. I hope you have some of these friends of the heart in your life too.
Blessed, I tell you, completely blessed.