I have a friend.. well everyone has a friend. But you know how to meet a few special people in this life and it's like.. "oh hey! I remember you from heaven! I'm so happy to see you again!"
I have this weird sense of premonition.. I can meet someone and know they are going to play a special part in my life. And oddly enough, it isn't really me "meeting them".. I am usually seeing them from across the room. It has happened three times. With my best friend from high school.. we had just moved and it was my first day attending church there. She was playing the piano in our young women's group and I remember being sort of irritated. Playing the piano was MY thing. Why didn't they ask me to play? Oh yeah.. duh. They don't know me yet. And that moment I knew our paths would continue to cross and blend together for the rest of our lives. We're going to Hawaii together in November woohoo!
It happened with my husband (that is a really funny story that I will explain at somepoint.)
And then with Amber. She was writing on the dry erase board across the room and I knew she was going to be a part of my life forever, even though I didn't even know her name. And she has been.. we had our first children 9 hours apart, baptized them together, seen each other through ups and downs so personal to each of us that I feel almost vulnerable even mentioning that they happened in this space.
But this post really isn't about touchy feely friendships.. it's about an ongoing project that Amber & I need to finish up.
The other day she posted this on instagram:
Which followed in a quick session of "lets go rip the fabric off that thing and do something with it! (The couch really wasn't in bad shape, but had been sitting outside for who knows how lond and we decided it a better use to rip away the good parts and do something new with it.)
That night we donned our Mockingjay shirts (Ambers creation) and snuck out for the night to the remote country road that this pretty couch had been abandoned.