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weekends

I love the weekends because anything can happen. Relaxing, open, free, fun. Now, I know not all weekends are that way, but most are. It's just so good to be able to take a breath a relax a little before working starts again. Mmm.
This weekend was a wonderful one. Beautiful weather and good friends. Shopping, costume party, good conversations, and a good day at church.
So, this weekend, I was able to see my good friend Lindsey, who's moving away soon :( Lindsey and I went to Israel together, and I love it when we have a chance to get together. She's a precious friend and I'll miss her....
After shopping with Lindsey, I was able to celebrate another friend's birthday 80's style. This Lyndsey is also an amazing friend, but a newer one. I've gotten to know her over the last year through serving at Genesis. She's wonderful and so open. It's been easy to get to know her. My concern for this party was that I'd show up and be the only one dressed up (insecurity?? I think so...), so I wore something that would easily transition into something normal :). I wasn't the only one dressed up (thank goodness!) and had a lot of fun.

The one thing I enjoyed most about Saturday night, though, was the company. Coming home after college, I knew a few people, but I was concerned about making new friends and building new relationships. I don’t feel I’m particularly good at this aspect of life, so concern was to be expected. To be honest, if it weren’t for Genesis, I wouldn’t have met most of the people I know now. Anyway, the people I’ve gotten to know over this last year are incredible. They are so encouraging and caring, and I respect them so much. Everything I learn about them or from them, and simply spending time with them only makes me more grateful to God for blessing my life with them.

Although the week has begun already, I’m still in semi-weekend mode, and tonight, I’m going back to the mall to make some returns. What makes this outing special is that a friend from college is in town for awhile and I get to see her! Steph is coming along tonight. :) I love it when she’s in town because it’s very hard to not have her down the road or in the next room.

Good friends. :)

So, maybe this post wasn’t about weekends after all.

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