~There are boys in our house-and Spiderman shoes and 200 papers in various blues. There's Bob (he's a builder) and Thomas the Train, a fireman coat to wear in the rain. They have cars on their shirts and frogs on their hats. There's a glove and a ball and a red plastic bat. There's dirt on a face and a smudge on a nose; grass stains on knees and sand between toes. There's bath time at night with bodies to scrub, and when we're all done there is dirt in the tub! There's band aids and bruises and curious bumps, smiles, laughter and sometimes there's grumps. There are odors most icky; there's boogers so green. There's more yucky things than I'll ever get clean. Piles of laundry; stories at night; there's bedtime and bathtime and dinnertime fights. There's cars and trains and there's books about trucks. There's Scoop, Lofty, Dizzy, and Travis, and Muck. Sometimes there are bugs, and sometimes there are frogs; sometimes there are lions, or dinos, or dogs. There's running and climbing and jumping and falling. Laughing and crying and hugging and brawling. Rolling and losing and finding and creeping. Whining and stealing and sometimes there's sleeping. There's tantrums and time outs and extra loud noise - There's love in our house shaped like two little boys.-Erin Jo Kilmer~







Friday, February 24, 2012

Soul mates

Can soul mates come in the form of friends? I know your spouse and family are your soul mates. Put here to be connected to you in some way. Forever. Infinity and beyond. But what about friends?

I have many friends that are near and dear to my heart. Who I love immeasurably. I also have friends who I have a weird connection with. Through time and distance. Today I was talking to such a friend and he is very important in my life and in my heart.

Rachael

Rachael is more like a sister to me than a friend. We've always been "connected" at a weird level. See, we were BFF's before I moved to Massachusetts. Wore the same style clothes, played the same sports, inseparable. Then I left. I thought of her often throughout the years. Missing that friendship because those kinds of friendships are rare. Rachael loves me when I am fat, skinny, wearing the most horrible outfit known to man, whining, laughing, through it all. The years spent apart meant nothing when she and I connected a few years back. She even asked me to be in her wedding. I was honored. We had a blast. I love my Rachael and can't wait to see her and her little family soon.

Mike

Then there's Mike. Mike, Chris, Tammy and I use to hang out ALL-of-THE-time when we were kids. He really was a best friend. We even "dated" a few times. As much as pre-teens/teens can. He would come over all of the time and he made me feel safe when life didn't really feel that way. He loved Tam and I unconditionally. I love him unconditionally. I've kept in touch with him over the years, last talking to him while in college. Then he fell off of my radar. Until he joined FB. Mike and I are kindred spirits (as I tell him). He still, all these years later, makes me feel safe. He's not only a dear friend, but like a brother to me. I miss him so much sometimes it hurts.

I hope that friends can be soul mates. Because I hope to have these two in my life forever. To eternity.

Love you Rach and Mike!
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