Our second day in Madrid included metro rides, touring the Palacio Real,
walking around the city and the Parque Retiro, but mostly...mostly, one of
the greatest moments of my life in the last two decades. Hands down.
Because we have a friend that we were incredibly close to right after we were
married, and who we consider an uncle to our kids. But all of us lost track of
each other over twenty years ago. And just a few months back, and through
an amazing miracle, we found him again and reconnected. And he happens
to live in Madrid. So we spent the day with him and his friend, Andrew
(who is now also officially one of my favorite people ever).
And as long as I live, I will never forget walking through the door of a store in
Spain and seeing Ladis standing there, waiting for us. And then spending hours
walking and talking and laughing and even crying together right before we
parted ways. We love this guy more than we could ever say. And having him
back in our life is one of my favorite gifts God has ever given me.
Oh it was a good day. A really, really good day.
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