I met Jenny when I was nineteen. We were both sophomores at ACU and we were about to start working ACU Leadership Camps together. Over the course of our spring semester we went to a weekly meeting for camp counselor training and we began to know about one another there, but we still never talked much. At the end of the semester, when everyone was getting ready to go their separate ways for the summer, Jenny and I were getting ready to stay the summer. I really don't remember how it happened, but we ended up in her dorm room one afternoon talking about the upcoming summer, life, boys, families, likes, dislike, etc. I believe we talked for a couple hours- but really it felt like ten minutes. And I guess something happened during that conversation- we became friends.
Ever since then we have been close friends. We worked a summer of camps together, we started dating our future husbands about the same time, we met together for a weekly prayer breakfast with our other good friend Ashley, we took trips together, we worked out together, we know each others families, we were in each other weddings... and I am sure the list could go on and on.
In 2005 she moved to Colorado with her new husband to live for a year. It just happened they moved back to Texas to a place called Houston- a place I swore I would never live. Throughout their first year there we kept in contact and then we were asked to come interview at a little church called Southwest Central and who do you know went there- my friend Jenny. Long story short, we moved to Houston in the summer of 2007. We did not know too many people when we moved here, but really I was okay with that- one of my best friends who knew and loved me was already here.
We have had a blast living in the same city, going to the same church, being in the same dinner group. When we first moved here we walked every Wednesday morning together. Chris and Jenny were BIG helpers with the youth before we ever got here, so naturally they partnered with us as we loved on the youth a SWC. I got to watch her become a mother for the first time. And for the last several months we have shared breakfast together every Tuesday.
And today my friend Jenny moves to San Antonio and as I sit here type this I have to admit I am tearing up. Not necessarily because I am sad (although that is part of it) but because I feel so blessed to have had the last 3 years in Houston with her. Jenny gets me, we are so much alike. Steve often comments that he is amazed at how much we can talk when we are together- we never run out of things to talk about, but it has been like that since day one:)!
I said goodbye to her last night. I kept it together pretty well when we hugged goodbye, but I had a moment once I got in the car- I really do not like goodbyes. But today my tears are of happiness (mostly) because they are about to embark on a very exciting journey and I could not be more proud of the both of them. San Antonio is going to be a better place because they are there and I am excited to hear about all the great things that are going to happen in their lives over the next 5 years.
Plus San Antonio is not too far from Houston. Which is good- I may be the world's worst phone talker- I would much rather be with someone in person. So Jenny, you are one of my favorite people and I am going to miss you dearly! Now I am looking forward to this new season of our friendship...