Today Matthew and I unloaded up in the car to go see my old friend, Becky, just to find that it was idling so low, I couldn't get the car to stay running. Thank goodness it was lunchtime and Phil was able to come home and save me.
We met because our husbands were in the same company, deployed at the same time. At a FRG meeting she kept hitting me in the head (by accident) and somehow that sealed a friendship. After the guys came back her family, was PCS'd to Kentucky. While Phil was there for school, they graciously let him come out on the weekends to escape the barracks. I saw her when I went out for his graduation and that was the last time I got to see her. That was June '06. Now we are both stationed here and were finally able to meet up. When she heard I was pregnant with Matthew, she called me and said, "I had a dream last night. You had your baby. It was a boy and he looked like Phil and had your facial expressions." I blame her for the reason that Matthew was a boy! Today she was able to see that Matthew is exactly like how she dreamed. Looks like Phil, has my eyes and facial expressions. It was so wonderful to see her again.