Some people change your life forever.
It’s impossible to calculate how many people have enriched and impacted me and shaped who I am over my lifetime.
I ponder this as I sit sipping coffee, puppies sleeping around my feet, the soft scent of, well, puppy poo in the air. I glance around and realize this bliss looks somewhat like a massacre—furniture out of place, all lamps dark, their cords tucked safely on top of nearby surfaces, all human accoutrements at least 24” off the floor, and puppy shrapnel littering the living room floor.
I digress.
As I sit sipping coffee, I’m picturing many people I haven’t seen in years, whose lives shaped my own in one way or another—an example they set, a lesson they shared, a role they played in my life. Many mini, course-altering moments that made me who I am.
There are also the Giants, the people who played huge, life-shaping roles in my life: mentors, my parents, certainly my husband—Jimbo, Big Jim, Jimmy—however you know this big presence of fish-catching, deer-slaying, meat-smoking goodness, who walked up in the middle of this sentence and handed me a hot, handmade Scottish egg. This man loves by cooking.
There are my “Besties” who have known me for more than half my lifetime, who know where all the bodies are buried, who pray me through my blind spots, launch me in new directions, and threaten to share my middle name to the masses. My siblings fall into that category, but also the Mentor one.
And then there is this one person whom I love dearly but don’t actually see all that often. She, almost more than anyone else, changed everything in my life, forever. I have struggled to name our relationship, which I think we would both define as weird and wonderful. But one story in the Bible captures it in a strange way, for we are two halves of that one story.
She gave me the title of “Mother”. I call her “The Other Half of Hannah.”
Rather than tell the story here, I’m sending you to Angie Hilker’s blog, where I wrote about it as a guest blogger in her series called “Five Days of Encouragement on Motherhood”. Enjoy Angie’s writing and her beautifully curated platform on angiehilker.com.
Happy Mother’s Day, friends!
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