In November, he had the thought, "Wouldn't it be fun to go out there and surprise K?"
Brilliant idea, so we started trying to schedule it... Holiday season made work super busy, plus family parties, and all of the other things going on... Talking to her husband, we finally scheduled the visit for January.
In December, she came here for a niece's wedding. We went out to dinner and played games one night while she was here, and I thought I was going to bust. She was trying to convince BJ and I we needed to come visit. He kept telling her there was no way we were going to go to MONTANA in the winter. "What on earth would we do in Montana in the winter?"
"We could go sledding, or build snowmen, or go to a movie, or just hang out and play games and talk. We'd have fun, but I understand if you want to wait until spring to come."
(It's a good thing she wasn't looking at me during this conversation. I couldn't contain my giggles.)
We decided it would be fun to meet her at a restaurant. Her husband would ask her out to dinner, they'd walk in, and we'd just be sitting there waiting. The day before we were supposed to leave, there was a "severe storm warning" in Utah, Idaho, and Montana. BJ and I were stressing about trying to drive in the blizzard conditions they described.
My Facebook status read:
"Blasted winter storm warning! Might make me change my plans, and I don't want to change my plans..."
The only person to respond was K, "What were your plans? Sometimes we have to make new plans, but they can be even better than we originally planned."
It was so perfect. I told her exactly what my plans were:
"Oh, just dinner with some friends... but if the roads are bad, I'll have to reschedule."
The roads weren't good. Kind of scary. But we were too excited to postpone. It took us an extra couple of hours to get there, so R (her husband) had to find reasons to postpone leaving for dinner. (It turns out, that wasn't hard, she got a phone call with bad news at the time they were going to leave.)
We got to the restaurant about ten minutes before they did.
BJ texted her and said, "Just thinking about you. Love you lots."
She texted back, "Love you. So, just what were you thinking?"
"I guess... just that I wish you lived closer. I'd love to give you a hug right now."
She didn't respond to the last text, because they had pulled up to the restaurant.
They walked in, and she just stopped and stared at BJ. She said all that was going through her mind was, "That guy looks just like my brother."
Then she looked at me (I had a camera in my face, to video this reaction.), and thought, "That lady looks just like Jen. What the hell is going on?"
Then R laughed and said, "We've been planning this for months!"
And then there was a bunch of hugging and laughing and crying.
It's been a week and a half, and we've been hanging out and having a blast (and sharing tears and stories, but that's for another post). But I still smile when I picture her face. Feeling pretty grateful to have been part of such a fun thing.
And just for fun, here's pictures:
|Welcome to Montana...
|When she finally realized that WAS her brother, and he was in Montana.
|This is how we watch football. Poor R was feeling sick, so he didn't even get to see his 49ers play.
|They got a little tired and a little bored waiting for BJ and I to see everything we wanted to see in the museum.
|Welcome to Montana. Where everyone puts their wipers up at night, so they don't freeze to the windows.
|I thought this quote was cool. The museum was amazing... so much to see and learn and talk about.