My Longest Friend who's a few inches shorter than I am short which I'm not.

Fyi, I like talking to my long time friend, Carol, whose birthday it is tomorrow. We met in 11th grade in French class and share the same birth month and year. She'd just moved back to Texas, though a different part than she'd previously lived at or in. She was born in Beaumont, near Houston and moved to Ohio then Tennessee when she was 12 - 16. She moved to the DFW area when her dad was transferred. She needs to start a blog and tell it like she wants! Not that she hasn't been invited to...

Anyway we both shared missionary aspirations - me a nurse and she a teacher to Africa. I was supposed to meet a Dr. in Africa with a New Zealand accent. She wasn't in such a hurry.

To Obey Is Better Than Sacrifice

I ended up going to the local community college to get my RN license as the hospital was phasing out LV(P)N's. I worked for Carol's mother who was the head of a Day Surgery Center while I spent the next 2 years learning more about my vocation. Carol ended up switching majors to journalism. I wish I'd studied Liberal Arts, but better late than never on that, and who knows all the purposes nursing played in my life.

She was in my wedding to a man I met at the hospital when I was working in Neonatal Intensive Care. She was at all the births of my children, except Isaac, my second wedding, and always there when I went through stuff. She's the sister I never had, and we pretty much know all of each others' stories. She's right and left brained like I am which apparently is an unusual combination, so we talk about and enjoy just about everything, even though we don't always agree. She's more methodical, detail oriented, and calm. I'm pretty impulsive, big picture oriented, and have peaks and valleys of volume.

Neither of us became formal missionaries. She is now a magazine editor and as I've said, I'm a stay at homeschool mom.

I'm 5 foot 8 and had a very nice time at lunch with her yesterday.
Happy Birthday Carol!