Darce- my friend

My sweet friend came and visited me on Saturday. Darce and I have known each other and been dear friends our entire lives. Our dads were mission companions. Our parents were friends at BYU. By chance, or design, they ended up both moving around the corner from one another in Arizona, after BYU and my parents living in Florida for 2 years. So we grew up in the same ward and in the same preschool class and in sunbeams together. We were at each other's baptisms and the births of our younger siblings. We were at birthday parties and recitals and family events. We spent the night together and attended classes together and more. We held high school parties together saw each other at BYU. We both went on missions at the same time and got married within a month of one another. We have always been friends. She knows my entire story. 

I love her entire family. She loves mine. We care about each other's lives and each other's children and siblings and parents. 

Darce is a cherished and beloved friend. I am so grateful to have been blessed to walk this path in life with her by my side. Our roads may have been rocky and traveled apart but they always eventually reconnected and our paths come back together. If either one of us needed the other, we are there. 

It is so wonderful to have a lifelong friend. I love Darce and am so grateful for her friendship in my life. I'm a better person because of her. 

Thanks, Darce for coming and seeing me and spending time with me. I loved our chat. I am so thankful for you. It was a wonderful couple of hours catching up. Time flew by as we talked and laughed and cried. What a friend. What a joy! What a true gift in my life!