Another one of those times, when the hand of God is so evident. Coming back from England, I had a 20 hour layover in Newark, NJ. My roommate from college, just so happened to live 40 minutes from EWR with her family. So I was picked up from the airport, and Lynette and I headed for Pennsylvania to pay a visit to my former PA roomy. My one request on this trip was that we went out to eat at the nearest Chick-fil-a, a restaurant not found on the Big Island.
When old friends get together, there is something magical that happens. No facades are needed. A space of support is created as we jump into each other's lives at whatever stage we are in. I was secretly hoping to meet Aletheia's little one on this trip, but it seemed (to Aletheia's dismay as well) that Baby wasn't ready just yet to great the world. Hang in there Mama - you are almost there. Until next time friends.
The journey is always worth it.
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