A tale of two girls

two girls.
three countries.
5 months.
two hills.
four little boys.
two amazing men. 
one incredible story of God's goodness.

It all started with a blog comment... how we're both moving to Kampala... how we both have two little boys... a few e-mails later... she's from Canada, we're from the States, we're all heading to Uganda... we fly to Kampala...

 then we find out they're moving to a neighborhood all the way across town....  I can see her hill from my hill... they fly to Kampala... and we find out the drive only takes 30 minutes. 

and here we are. in the same city. in the same season of life. with A LOT in common.  I won't go into detail. You would laugh. And perhaps you wouldn't believe me.  But from 10am-3pm we chatted, and played with our kids, and generally refreshed each others spirits.  So grateful. 

  "Two may talk together under the same roof for many years, yet never really meet; and two others at first speech are old friends." - Mary Catherwood 

So thankful for a new "old friend".  God is too good to us.