Admist all that was going on, Robyn still sent me a birthday card and gifts this year (and Halloween packages for the kids - she sends them things all the time and they always know they're getting something special when mail arrives from Auntie Robyn). She is always spot-on and beyond thoughtful and creative, but I really don't understand how she did it this year. It brought me to tears. She and Stephen always make me feel important and loved, and if you are blessed to know them, you know what I'm talking about. To call them 'friend' is just not nearly enough.
One of the gifts was a trio of delicious shareable bottles all the way from Oregon, so I saved one for a quiet evening with Jay and we paired it with the (incredible!) bacon peanut butter cup (pretty sure it was candied bacon in there - oh so good!) that Christina gave me as part of her birthday gift.
The point of this blog post is not to sell Rogue's Bacon Maple Ale (though I would absolutely drink it again - probably too sweet for most beer lovers, but I like sweet) or chocolate covered bacon. Just a pause to reflect on how lucky I am to have such good friends in my life.