Today, my wife and I travelled about 80 miles southeast to meet with M and L, two former classmates that have been together since either the end of our first year or the beginning of our second, depending on who you ask. That must have been an interesting summer after their first year. Am I right? Though I knew who they both were during our time in school, it only took about 10 minutes with them today to have surpassed the total number of words we had exchanged during our previous three years. It was a really good time. I especially enjoyed and was appreciative of how open they were about their lives and their uncertainties. It was quite refreshing.
Oftentimes, when sitting with a group at a restaurant, I'll hear other tables that are talking louder and laughing more often, and I'll think "Wow, they are having a lot more fun than us." Yes, I realize that comparisons such as this are a bit silly, but I end up making them regardless of the silliness factor. Today, however, while sitting on the deck overlooking the "lake," there wasn't a single table that was having a better time than the four of us. And that was awesome.
After a bit more sightseeing and lessons on the history of Rochester, M and L took us back to our car and we said our goodbyes. As we drove away, my wife asked, "Is this how your entire road trip was . . . just driving to small towns and hanging out with really nice people?" For the most part, it absolutely was and, thanks to M and L, still is.
My wife and I met D and S around a year ago at a mutual friend's birthday party, then spent a little more time with them at that same mutual friend's wedding reception a couple months back. My wife and I thought they were both splendid so we decided to do the Facebook friend thing. This evening, we met up with them for dinner, dessert, and a sweet photo shoot in their back yard. We also got to meet their two adopted daughters, E and A, and learn about their third adopted daughter, O, that they will be bringing home in September.
I should probably note that I do not know the reasons why they've chosen to adopt children rather than to have their own. I doubt they share my rather extreme views on the adoption versus birthing thing. Whatever the case, I have a soft spot for great parents of adopted children. If you also appreciate the efforts of parents like D & S to care for, love, and raise those children most in need of care and love, perhaps you will consider supporting them. Even $5 would greatly help. In the right hands, a little bit of money goes a long way. So does a little bit of love.