The day Callie was diagnosed with SMA, I considered dropping out of the cake decorating classes my friend Sandy and I had signed up for. But I decided that it might be a good outlet. So Sandy made my icing, in addition to her own, for all of our classes. That’s not as easy as it may sound. She also made sure I had tissues when I started crying during class while making flowers.

That’s the kind of friend Sandy is.

Tomorrow she and her family will be leaving to live overseas for the next 4 months.

She’ll be leaving behind an unfinished remodeling job in her bathroom. That’s because on the special weekend set aside for the project (while her children were visiting their aunt) our son Peter decided he would be born. She gladly took our older 2 boys in the middle of the night as we were on our way to the hospital. That was almost 3 years ago, and to this day, the cabinets are missing their doors and part of the baseboard is simply missing. But she doesn’t mind so much.

We joke that when we’re old, we’ll spend our days together, doing what we do now–endless mounds of laundry, talking, philosophizing and of course, eating.

I hope she hurries home.