you find out who your friends are...

It's hard to find the right words to describe what the following two people mean to both Omar and I. They are the ones who were waiting for us at 2AM the night we arrived home from Dallas almost two years ago ready to help us unload, the ones who were always there to lend a helping hand at our photography expos, the ones who stayed up helping us paint and unpack as we moved into our new home. I could go on and on. And every time I hear the following song, I think of them...

"Run your car off the side of the road
Get stuck in a ditch way out in the middle of nowhere
Or get yourself in a bind lose the shirt off your back
Need a floor, need a couch, need a bus fare

This is where the rubber meets the road
This is where the cream is gonna rise
This is what you really didn't know
This is where the truth don't lie

You find out who your friends are
Somebody's gonna drop everything
Run out and crank up their car
Hit the gas, get there fast
Never stop to think 'what's in it for me?' or 'it's way too far'
They just show on up with their big old heart
You find out who your friends are

Everybody wants to slap your back
wants to shake your hand
when you're up on top of that mountain
But let one of those rocks give way then you slide back down look up
and see who's around then

This ain't where the road comes to an end
This ain't where the bandwagon stops
This is just one of those times when
A lot of folks jump off

You find out who your friends are
Somebody's gonna drop everything
Run out and crank up their car
Hit the gas, get there fast
Never stop to think 'what's in it for me?' or 'it's way too far'
They just show on up with their big old heart
You find out who your friends are

When the water's high
When the weather's not so fair
When the well runs dry
Who's gonna be there?

You find out who your friends are"

J.R. and Rena, you have both proven time and time again that we can always count on you for anything. We love you. Congratulations on your newest addition. We can't wait to meet her...



-Lizbeth