Looking through boxes of old photos this morning for my son’s Senior yearbook, I kept going back to the ones of these two.
Their faces, studies in strength; feisty with just enough fun and fearlessness. Always leaning in, holding each other close. Every single shot, same thing, stuck like glue.
An outdoor concert with a boy band, holding hands in one photo, squealing, arms over their heads in another, barefoot on a summer night in Georgia
Two girls with curled hair in scratchy dresses on Easter
Another wrestling beagles, rolling in the grass
Perched high up a pine tree on a blue sky day
Skinny dippin’ in grandma’s pool with watermelon bellies
Taking grandma’s car through the soybean field and doing donuts round and round
Growing up, missing grandma, one holding the other
Holding tight, staying close
Two young women, bodies and smiles synched in pose, poised, confident and no reservations
Strong, loud, opinionated, determined, and honest.
Beautiful, smart, and brave
Have each other’s heart…each others back
That’s what friends (and cousins) are for. Late, long phone calls, laughing, crying, listening…loving.
The heartfelt counsel of a friend is as sweet as perfume. Proverbs 27:9