How good God is to have put (me) in this place among them.
I have been blessed with knowing such lovely people. Both in my present days and that of that kid in high school, and then again that young lady in her early twenties. There have been those in my life that gently led me here. A wife, mother and teacher; a daughter, sister and friend. In all the sections of me, I am surrounded by His gift of people.
This past weekend, one of those special ladies was having a birthday. She was going to be celebrated and I was one of her surprises. We hadn't seen each other in...well in too long of a time.
Why add a number here...it's been "forever".
We had last spoken after a tragedy (I have yet to write about, but it's coming). Our children have missed getting to know one another. But, we were going to mend that.
We drove to San Francisco and had one of the very best times....EVER!!!
In full chorus of "Estas son las mañanitas, que cantaba el Rey David, Hoy por ser día de tu santo, te las cantamos a ti...". Meet Cynthia. One of my dearest of friends. The kids surprised her at the door, with a birthday cake and a song. She had NO clue!!! Us, adults were hiding behind a bush so it was fun to hear her wonder how in the world they got there. I knew she knew we were close...
I love the look she had...a mix of joy and disbelief.
We were actually there!
Now let the par-tay begin....
We had actually arrived the night before and stayed with my other dearest of dearest, Yesenia. This mujer is amazing...critical care nurse at S.F general, travels to third world countries offering her services...was there for Katrina, was there in Haiti.
(my Lucy, tia Yesi, and X)
Rose was reacquainted with her partner. These two acted like there had been NO distance of time between their last visit together.
We can't forget the guys
So, we were surprise #1
Surprise #2 was this fabulous party set up by Cynthia's hubby. He set up for her mom and sister to come up for the week. He set up this fabulous Colombian style cumbia band to play, DJ, food and we daaaannncceed all night.
Me with Cynthia's sister...she made the drive up with their mom and triplet girls too.
All the kids right before we had to leave for the drive back to L.A
The kids on the truck...
Then parents take their turn, remembering when we ALL use to travel in the back of a truck...
doesn't everyone have a memory of that?
Alas, it was time to go...good bye...
San Francisco
We had a great time in reconnecting with old friends. I do have a bit of my heart in San Francisco. It's there with two very special ladies.
God bless them!