Neighbor Swan Song

My neighbors and I had a little parting dinner before everything gets crazy in May. I really believe we were all planted on the same block because the Lord knew that we had something to learn from each other. We are all so different, come from entirely different backgrounds, but relate. I mean, really relate.



Cynthia's (in the middle) due any day to have her baby. She grew up in South Africa then moved to the states. Her mother is from Iran, hence my Persian food obsession, father's from US. She went to boarding school spent summers at summer camps.

Soo (in the back) is from South Korea. She can chop toppings for a salad perfectly! Her husband is doing research at the hospital. All of her family is back in South Korea so she is often solo. She too is expecting a surprise baby in August and I'm sad I won't be able to be able to see the baby.
Jess (other side of Cynthia) helped plan the shower with us for Cynthia. Very easy going and a great decorator. I have yet to see her creative house.

Anna (sitting by me) is moving in a four weeks to Toronto. Blak! I can feel tears. She's been a great friend I will miss her so much. She has a gentle soul and very thoughtful. She is from Poland. We have kids the same ages, we walk in the mornings, and often drop in for a quick chat.

Me (well you know who I am) I grew up in US, out west to be more specific. An entirely different way of life and culture as well. And, I'm a complete, happy mess.

So, I'm already planning when we can meet up again. It always makes goodbyes a little easier for me. "Until We Meet Again" is an often used saying back home in Utah. "Until we meet again, girls"