surprises.

I love surprises. ever since I was very young I have gotten mad at anyone who tries to ruin surprises for me. many children would rather know what the secret is, but I always took joy in the element of surprise.
you must be thinking ‘what do surprises have to do with anything, Maddie’ well to answer your question and tie my rambling together here’s what occurred a few days prior.
on Wednesday I attended school like any normal day. when it was over I got coffee with my cousin and sister. after, when my sister was driving me home, and we approached my house I could see a car that was unfamiliar to me. I thought one of my parents cars might have had to have some work done on it, causing them to drive a rental car home (basically, I didn’t put much thought into it). I removed my bags from the car and made my way to the house. my back door (the primarily used door to our house) opens into the mud room where all of our shoes are stored. I began to take of my shoes when my eyes landed on the shoes off my best friend (who recently moved to panama). you could imagine how fast my brain was trying to process everything.
after my realization I quickly made my way towards the voices I heard in the kitchen. my assumptions had proven correct when I first saw my best friend’s mom and then her.
the time was unforgettable, I was overjoyed with happiness and almost could not believe it was real. I could not help myself from crying.

surprises make life better. especially when many people put time and effort into something for your benefit. I am truly beyond grateful to be reunited with my best friend. God is working in my life.
(here are a few photos from a shoot we did in the beautiful valley and mountainous terrain of a place both me and her call home, Oregon)

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