A Little Love

I got this message from my Tiffni yesterday.

This girl lost her sweet husband a year ago.

I am in awe daily of those who make the time in an age of crisis and exhaustion, concern and fear of the unknown, to send someone a message just because.

I met Tiff at Kohl's when I was working as the store trainer part-time...

Before P quit on my behalf.

Remember that?
Good times!

I get random messages from my B Beck, too.

Just to tell me that she loves me or that she's proud of me.

She is calling herself a "Meacher" right now. (Mom + Teacher)

She was my visiting teacher when I had four babies under the age of four.

We have remained friends ever since.

T, as you all know...

Here come the tears...

This girl is my greatest gift.

Not a day goes by that we don't talk.

About nothing most of the time.

She knows everything there is to know about me and chooses to root for my rise and love me anyways.

Her days are filled with working from home while raising four kiddos, now homeschooling, cooking, cleaning and serving in a pretty heavy calling in her church congregation.

Heavenly Father KNOWS US.

He knows what we need and who we need and when.

There are no coincidences.

Ever.

Our plan is known.

Just so grateful today for all of the love.