♫ My Sazaran: A Fresh Start

My Sazaran.

Most of you know Sarah as my co-blogger. Some of you may know her as a co-worker. Some, are lucky enough to call her friend. I, have been lucky enough to have her as all three. She’s quite the woman, isn’t she? Let’s list why:

# 1. Her passion for life is absolutely contagious. You can feel it in her writing, you can see it in her eyes.
#2. Her inner strength is overwhelming. I’ve seen what this girl can handle, and it is nothing short of miraculous.
#3. She’s the only person under 5’5 that can handle having a 10lb kid mostly natural (see her latest blog for thatstory.
#4. She’s a woman of God, and proud of it. The biggest part of this, is her faith in Him. It takes a special kind of person to have faith that all pieces will fall together.
#5. She’s quite the mamma. She’s got one of those bouncy beautiful perfect little boys, the kind with big brown eyes that can melt even the iciest of souls, but, her passion was also passed along to this little man, and he’s proven himself challenging. She’s the only one I know that’s up for the job, and she’s doing it like a champion.
#6. When you’re lucky enough to be called her friend, she will risk everything she has in her, to stand tall for you.
#7. For being so little (I promise mah dear, no more short jokes), she has the strength of an army, a voice that commands, and more love than most hearts can hold.
#8. She is a firework. There is no other word that fits this girl better.
#9. Her eyes are stunning. And her lips perfect. Let’s face it, she’s downright beautiful on her worst day.
#10. She’s one of my best friends, and from the moment she walked in to my life, it changed forever.

This pretty little lady of ours, is making another move. I’ll admit, when I pulled around the corner to her street today and saw that big ol’ moving truck in her drive way, I broke down. She’s become family to me. She’s a sister, and that little boy of hers, is practically one of my own. And I had to pull it together, get out of the car, and realize, that the thing she needs more than anything else, is to realize we are all behind her.

I’ve been faced with two goodbyes this weekend. One, that will be permanent that we will breach another day. And miss Sarah, and her fresh start that is just begging for her to begin.

I hate how goodbye’s tend to feel like an end. People make them out to be more like a death, rather than a new life. Most goodbyes, are not the end of the book, they’re just a new chapter. My Sarah, Im behind you every step of the way. I can’t wait to see your new life take off. I will miss your laugh, our Chickfila gatherings, our Plato’s closet adventures, and your strength. Thank God, technology has brought us to this blog, Facebook, MySpace, Twitter, email, texting, and more. This is goodbye, now we just get a different view of the life you’re already living. I miss you so much it hurts, but I am so grateful that God brought you to state that you hated to love, because I can’t remember what my life was like before you were in it. This isn’t really goodbye at all...just a change of scenery.

Yours Truly,
Nomz