prepare yourself. it's a long story.

so my best pal kelly. you know this one? this one? yeah. her.

she just had a baby. and while i was/am happy for her, i was a little sad the day she delivered because reality had sunk in that i probably wouldn't meet her until she was walking and talking. because kelly didn't meet goo until she was two months shy of her second birthday. pitiful.

rewind to about a year ago. when kelly and i are talking on the phone, and she tells me about a horrible skiing accident that happened to a seventeen-year-old boy. he broke his back. this family goes to kelly's church. this boy's mother watched kelly's first child when she returned to work about five years ago. let's just say close family friends.

so i've been praying consistently for this boy by name. he's "fine" now. will never ski again. but apparently is back to "normal." and he's a senior.

fast forward to two days ago. his mom calls kelly and asks if i was coming to visit anytime soon. kelly tells her no. she asks if kelly thinks i would be willing to come up there and photograph her son for his senior portraits. she'll use her frequent flyer miles to get me there. and oh! how about janet come a couple of days early so she can spend some time with you and lizzy?

but there's a small catch. said senior has to turn in a yearbook picture by november 8.

um, please tell me you see where this story is going.

next saturday (the 25th), i get to board a plane for MONTANA and head out west to see my best friend, her baby, and meet the boy i've been praying for.

God is so good. you know why? (other than all of those things?) buz mentioned "now, you know. that is the week i was planning to take off anyway?" seriously.

my life freaking rocks.

so i'm leaving saturday and coming back on wednesday. i'm killing like fifteen birds with one stone.