Everyone around us was incredibly sweet and accommodating yet there was no real friendship click. And then came along Roberta! She and her family moved into our ward and I made it my mission to become friends with her. Our stories were similar, she was from Brazil and fairly new to the USA and I'm from South Africa. Both married guys from here in Colorado who had served their church missions in our respective countries.
And there a friendship was born. I immediately invited her to our wedding (this was before we had even had a conversation - yep I invited a complete stranger to my wedding). As I said, I was on a serious make-a-friend mission. Luckily she was as desperate for familiarity as I was - later we found that Brazil and South Africa had many similarities!
Now nearly 5yrs later, multiple moves, them with 3 kids and us with 2, here we are:) an added bonus is that our husbands are inseparable!
So when our little family was around their neighborhood yesterday (they live 2hrs away), we decided to drop by. And the little visit ended up as becoming a sleep over. With her husband at work, Robdawg aka dear husband volunteered to babysit all the kids while Roberta and I took some time to hangout.
Then somehow we ended up at a fair. One of us (ahem me) decided it would be a great idea to ride every stomach turning ride! Something not to be repeated any time soon.
There was laughter, uncontrollable screaming, dizziness and some involuntary crying! We must've looked rather suspect but neither one of us could care less. That's the awesome thing about getting older, you learn to embrace life by being completely yourself.
Our night ended with a grocery shopping trip and we were at home by 9:15pm. And to think there was a time when I'd only leave the house at 9pm to go out! Boy how things change...
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