It’s crazy how people come into your life. Some breeze in and out barely leaving a trace, while others imprint on your heart forever.
The first Sunday I walked into Relief Society, I saw a young mom with the happiest brown-eyed baby boy on her lap. Little did I know, that mom at that moment was looking around the room and thought, "I need a friend. I'm going to make the new mom my friend." That snap decision changed the course of both our lives.
I've never had a friend like Karen. Ten children between the two of us. TEN. We raised our children together. Change that--we raised each other's children together. We disciplined and potty trained and schooled and Soccer Mom-ed and piano lessoned together.
I helped her through years of chronic migraines--I cleaned her bathroom and drove her kids and brought her meals. She helped me through months of grief--she listened and cried and listened some more. She reads my thoughts and I complete her sentences.
I'd give her my right arm if she asked me. Instead, I gave her my back yard for the wedding dinner and reception of her youngest child--our third wedding together.