Tuesday afternoon the doorbell rang. I opened the door to find two figures with boxes covering their faces. Matt, who was in on the surprise, filmed the scene and asked if I had any idea who these “presents” might be… My mind flicked to my dear friends Chris and Jacques who live in Hana, Maui and are like brothers to me. We haven’t been able to see each other in five long years and in that moment I couldn’t even let my heart want something so wonderful. Plus, I was going to be disappointed by anything less than those two and I didn’t want to seem ungracious to whoever was beneath the box lid.
Open up your presents! Matt urged… and I took off the box lids. Inside each box were their adorable faces, and I was so delighted I was speechless. It took me a while to take in the goodness of it all… Between Nico being born and my dear friends flying so far to surprise me, my heart is bursting over here. As I type this I am remembering a time, fifteen years ago, when I was moving back to Santa Barbara from New Orleans. When I arrived on the tarmac, I saw Chris in the crowd. He had brought bags of rose petals and had given them to various people to throw in my path as I walked into the terminal. Chris has a way of making me feel incredibly loved.
Come to think of it, I haven’t felt quite as loved as I do right now in years. My boys are healing my heart… especially the three beautiful boys in my home.
Life is good.