Lisa is here!
Kristiana and I met her at the airport. We waited at the bottom of the stairs of Terminal A, and down she came, smiling, warm hugs at the ready. All I kept thinking was: "She is a brave woman. And I can't wait to get to know her better."
She brought us gifts of food from Ohio. The yummiest salad dressing we've had in years. Pasta sauce, apricot pumpkin spread (which we will spread on Charlotte's best bread - to be purchased tomorrow), and chocolates.
From the airport to Trader Joe's and Starbucks.
From there to the house for talk, tea and cookies.
We picked Daniel up from school, took her for a tour of the church.
Dinner here at home, a trip to the mall to check out a fantastic tea store.
Blah, blah, blah.
Yes, blah, blah, blah. It feels like I am telling the simple story of our simple life with someone who is simply a friend. It feels like nothing remarkable. The truly remarkable thing is that someone who others spoke of as a "total stranger that you have invited to meet your husband and sleep in the house with your children" already feels like someone I have known for years. She probably knows more about my family and my in-laws than she needs to know... but once I get on a roll, the truth comes out.
Yes, Lisa is here. Sleeping soundly in the guest room.
Tomorrow we are off to a noontime church service, a visit to a local museum, lunch at a favorite Indian restaurant, tea and cookies here in the afternoon...
Fun will be had by all.
Fun is being had by all.
Soon there will be photos to post.