Alice came to stay.
The sweet beautiful girl I shared the top floor with for two years, and my heart with more times that I can count.
She booked a flight, packed a bright yellow bag and flew across Europe to walk in step with me for 5 days.
She met everyone all at once, because it happened to be a birthday party weekend, and pancake day celebrations.
She churched and worked and slipped wonderfully into the life I live here.
I didn’t plan anything special, (apparently I’m not that type of host). But it was perfect and simple and life breathing.
When someone knows you for so long there is a different perspective they give. One that says ‘hey, i know you, you’re doing okay here’.
We didn’t take any photos, I guess it kind of got forgotten, we were too busy talking and living life together again for a while.
Alice, come back whenever you want: mattress, sofa or whatever I can offer you. I’ll fold some sheets in a draw with your name on them.