Mike came to visit.

Our wonderful friend Mike came to visit this weekend.  He was one of the privileged to hear Alex's first sermons, eat some of my first homemade food, and experience Eloise's first shrills.  He has seen us at our worst and still loves us.  What a guy.  :-)

We deeply miss having Mike in our daily lives.  I miss his thoughtful analysis of life and his contagious laugh.  His small group wisdom and zeal for all things beautiful.

Eloise misses his expert reading of Fancy Nancy.  It's not everyday that a former college professor reads and discusses at length Fancy Nancy with you.

We are thankful for our old friends scattered across the world and remember them often.  Their support and encouragement for us truly sustains us.  And, we're thankful for our new friends.  Without our new friends, our lives would be stale and lonely.

Thank you for visiting us, Mike.  And I guess what I'm really getting at is . . . thank you to all our friends (and family because of course you are our friends too) for who you are and what you've meant to us.

Hmm.  I'm feeling nostalgic tonight.  And that's a good thing.