Yesterday was a special day. We had surprise guests come through town, we got to see my nieces, and most importantly, we got to visit with our friends one last time before they move.
One of the hardest things about moving is meeting new friends.
I grew up in a very small town where I went to school–kindergarten through senior year. I didn’t have a lot of practice with meeting new people.
I also tend to exist on the shy side of things. While this is often painful for me, I know that it also tends to make me seem rude. Fear has a tendency to do that.
In our 9 years of marriage my husband and I have moved a lot, and our most recent move was filled with all the same anxieties as its predecessors. Would I be able to make friends, would I fit in, would anyone accept me?
And, be the grace of God, I did make a friend.
It takes courage to meet new people, but I believe it takes a special heart to make new people feel welcomed.
And my friend Corey has that heart.
She invited me out right away, got me involved in our church, got me to sing karaoke–her boys became friends with my kids, her husband played paintball with mine…the list goes on.
She helped us transition into this new community…and now she is moving.
Words cannot express how grateful I am to this family and their friendship. We are SO bummed that they are moving, but so happy to count them as our friends.
As much as I am going to miss Corey, our sons are going to miss each other even more.
From our very first Sunday at our new church, these two have been inseparable.
Saying goodbye is hard,
But having life-long friends is a huge blessing.
We are going to miss you guys so much! Thank you for making us feel welcome and comfortable.
We pray you make friends in your new town just like we did.
Friends with open hearts.
Friends who make a special effort to make you feel welcome.
Friends just like you.