A Friend

I’ve never been a good friend maker.

I’m an introvert, and definitely not a social butterfly.

I’ve been called shy, quiet, and aloof.  It’s just who I am.

I consider myself nice.  I will speak if spoken to, I’ll answer your questions, I’ll smile at your stories, but I’m not usually one to offer my own or go out of my way to strike up a conversation, especially if I don’t know you.  I know that probably sounds super weird since I tell all my stuff through this blog, but it’s easier for me to write than to speak.  Through writing, I have time to think and I use the backspace button a lot!

I’m not completely friend-less.  I have a few dear and true friends in my life.  There are people who would bend over backwards if I needed help, and through our move to New Mexico, we have had so many people offer and extend help our way.  It is truly remarkable to know my family is cared for by so many.

As we leave “old” friends, my prayer the last few weeks has been for God to help us make new friends.  For all of us.   Ashlynn, Jason, and Emma will have no problems.  But me?  It’s not as easy.  But God never ceases to amaze me.  He is so good.  He cares for the little things in our life.

I was thrilled Friday evening when while I was putting sheets on Emma’s crib mattress, my next door neighbor came over to introduce herself, and instantly it seemed I had a new friend.  A beautiful, fair-faced, redhead named Summer.  Who happens to have a child one year younger than Ashlynn who will be attending the same school. Who happens to have a bloodhound named Daisy.  Little do you know, I have always wanted a bloodhound, and when I was much younger, I wouldn’t let my sister name her Golden Retriever Daisy because I was saving that name for my future little girl.  I didn’t follow through with that of course, but I’ve always loved the name.

We chatted it up for a few minutes and exchanged numbers.  She told me of a play group I might get connected with, where to pick up the mail and the where the school bus stops.

It was a nice visit.  I felt at ease.  And relieved to have met a new person.

We had to leave the next morning to return to our former town for business, but when we get back I’m going to get some courage and do something big, like walk over there and knock on her door or something!