Rogers Family Blog

A good friend is a connection to life – a tie to the past, a road to the future, the key to sanity in a totally insane world.

I totally missed one of my best friend’s birthdays,
it was yesterday. She turned 30… I had her birthday down for the 14th, I can not believe that I missed it. Meghan always remembers “special” days. Like the day we moved into the Texas house. I was sitting on my new front porch checking off the numbers as the movers moved my boxes in, and here comes the UPS guy and what does he have? Flowers not just any flowers, my favorite flowers. Sunflowers with a note saying “Welcome home”. Now Meghan was sad about us leaving Washington but she wanted to make sure that I felt “special” on my move in date. Or lets see, the day I was moving she made me this package with some things a “floppy hat” to sit by my pool, a book about “Audrey Hepburn” someone whom I love, a copy of “Little woman” because we both adore the story, and charms for our nun outfits that we will someday wear when we own a bed and breakfast. (That is another story) things that she has remembered about me over the course of our friendship that has grown deep and fast.

You see God had a plan… Meghan and I met at a girls fellowship day held by the church that Josh and I were going to. This Church happened to be an out reach from the church that Josh and I went to in Medford. Meghan and I made a connection, and became fast friends. Not knowing Gods plan we hung out all the time for a year and a half, I watched her belly grow with their 5th child and I was the only one who new what the sex of the baby was, it was a secret.. Well and Gram and …. But SHHH any way, and then one day God reveled why he gave Meg to me and me to her.
Meghan’s little boy Felix got diagnosis with leukemia and now all of that hospital training was coming into good use. And that love for my friend was stronger than ever. She had this tiny baby LULU who was just 3 months old who loved me because I prayed over her mamas belly for nine months. And because her mama felt safe with me. I got to ease the burden off Meghan and bring her kids home, and play with the baby. I know what y’all are thinking and yes I was helping Meg, not stealing the baby.

And now, Meg and I share something deep in our soul’s, I know that she understands the anguish and helplessness, then the joy and bliss all in one breath of a tiny little body.

I love you Meg, Happy Big 30 I know the road you have traveled has been long, but the imprint you are leaving behind is worth the journey.