{Greetings}

I want to share a story with you, it's a crazy/small word kind of story...

When I was younger, probably around 6th grade or so, I met Cody. We were at middle school, not in the same classes, but we played sports together ... mainly softball. Our friendship grew, and by the time we were in Junior High we really connected. This one night, one outfit accessory, changed our life. And it was her DAD's acccessory.

Softball practice was a daily ritual for us. Cody was a catcher, I was an outfielder, we lived for the catch in center field, when there was a runner on third trying to make it home ... I DON'T think SO! Most of the time it was our dad's who took us to practice, they would stay in the bleatchers and shoot the breeze i'm sure. On this day, Cody's dad wore a Wyaconda(like a little town) hat. Most people would have NO clue where Wyaconda was ... but not my family! Cody's family and my family are from Wyaconda/Kahoka, Missouri. Small town = you know EVERYONE! So they started asking questions ... are you ready for this ...

It turns out that my Grandma (my mom's mom) moved to Wyaconda/Kahoka area afer high school to be a teacher in a one room school house. She didn't have anywhere to live, so this nice couple let her stay at their house. This nice couple was Cody's Great Grandmother and Great Grandfather. They got along wonderfully, so much so, that Cody's Great Grandmother ended up naming her daughter Joy, after my grandma.

This doesn't happen every day people! So eventually my grandmother got married, they moved away, la de dah, and YEARS pass, and Cody and I meet, become besties, and realize our past! It's really a beautiful story.

So why am I bringing this up now? When my mom was 2 years old (Braeden's age) my Grandma sent a Christmas Card to Cody's Great Grandma ... and she kept it in a scrapbook. While visiting, they gave the card to Cody to give to me ... which I receieved this weekend ...



How's that little history tid-bit! Thanks Cody ... I wonder what our Great Grandkids will think?