October 24

Terry and I traded chat-time at the Mother Ship for breakfast at Jim's this morning.

We ordered identical meals of French toast and scrambled eggs (plus biscuits and gravy for me, because Jim's biscuits are amazing. If you live here and haven't had them, go!). And then we enjoyed good conversation over our food.

It's crazy to me that it's been three and a half years since I first noticed her watching me while I crocheted in the corner at Starbucks. I'm grateful that I had the good sense to nag her into hanging out with me (and seriously, she required some of my best nagging skills). And I'm thankful for the friendship that's developed since then.

She's a good human, and I'm thankful to God for putting her in my life.