So, I've been a little busy scrambling around getting ready to go to Kanuga/trying to spend time with Ben/taking pictures/working hard for the money. I wanted to share an image that I did a couple of weeks ago--I have just finished editing all of them and will soon deliver the goods to the humans to which they belong. They have already seen this one image, and I can't wait to share more once they have seen them all!
BUT, first things first. Let me just tell you who these people are. In the past two and a half years, I have somehow weaseled my way into their family functions--usually by asking, "Can I come?"--and now it appears that they like me enough to keep me around. I'm really only half-kidding. Jessica and I went to camp together for forever, and then Heather and I worked at the Calv together SO much that she saw more of me than she did of her husband, Ed. I don't know why I'm explaining this on here, everyone who reads this knows who Heather is because we're the best of friends and I don't know what I would do without her, Ed, the entire Shelton family (pictured below, duh), their doggies, and their little boo who has a while before it makes an appearance to the world.
I don't know why I feel so compelled to share this next bit of info--I think it's because I was talking about Heather with a mutual friend the other day and it made me really realize how very special our friendship is. So, when Heather was being hired to work at Calvary, I totally resented the entire process. I was mad at people in charge, I was mad at her (even though she had done absolutely nothing--I hardly even knew her), I was just MAD (now it sounds completely ridiculous). I didn't like that this stranger was coming in to fill some shoes that I valued very much, and I wanted to QUIT (I didn't. Obviously). I confirmed in my head that things would be just business between me and the new girl and we would probably not be friends because I already had enough friends and I just knew we would never get along, no matter how awesome everyone said she was. So there. I wasn't even going give her a chance. HOW HORRIBLE. So, we started working together, and I found myself (against my own will) agreeing with everything she said about being in ministry with young people and their families, and I EVEN thought she was a little funny (OK, hiillaaaarriouusss). Then, all of a sudden, out of nowhere, we were a TEAM. I have no idea when or how it happened, but we were unable to be separated and people started calling us Helen.
I 100% believe in God's power to change hearts. Because really, it could have been nothing else. I think that's why our friendship is so special--we were brought together to go two by two into ministry, AND to make anyone who sits between us miserable. I feel absorbed into the Anderson/Shelton family, and while I enjoy inviting myself along, I really never have to ask. I love these people, and I hope I can one day give to them all that they have given me. They are some of the best humans on this planet. And they're pretty, too!