Lacy Fairchild,

What an honor it is to write about YOU. Goodness, my fingers are jittery just thinking about all the wonderful things there are to say about you. No, seriously, I had to rewrite that last sentence multiple times because of all the typos. 

A friend that reaches out to you simply to check in on you and extend love to you is, sadly, a rarity. Somehow, extending joy to someone simply for the sake of caring for them is "too much" or "awkward". But not in the world of Lacy Fairchild.

Seeing your name pop up on my phone immediately fills me with excitement. I know that whatever is on the other end of that message is only brimming with positivity, kindness, and pure sunshine in text form. Every "Tym, I love you!" or "Tym, I miss you!" or "You are amazing!" comes from such a genuine place. You mean the words you share with others and aren't flippant with the way you express kindness to those around you. Lacy, that is a special GIFT. Hold tight to that.

Thank you for your smile and laughter.

Thank you for kind messages and friendly Facetimes. Lacy Fairchild with a broom in her hand, taking out a moth, is enough to make anyone's day.

Thank you for sharing Bryce with me. What a brilliant human.

Thank you for opening your home to me. I WILL make it there in 2018. 

Thank you for loving Jesus above all else and dedicating your life to His work. Seeing you so full of the joy that comes from Him alone is infectious and moving. 

Lacy, I FREAKIN' LOVE YOU. You're beautiful in every way imaginable.