Years ago, I met a woman named Annette. She lived with her family in Colorado, and became someone I really enjoyed spending time with. I used to laugh until it hurt with her.
We each had young children at the time, and we'd get together here and there for lunch and a play date for the kids. One day she introduced me to the most wonderful adult-type-kids-meal. Grilled peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Oh boy.
We made them for lunch today. I am trying to shed a few pounds (*sigh*), so after my spinach salad I only had a nibble. Or two. I think.
But my children were happy. And I got to remember my friend and pray for her and her family, now many states away.