A miracle

The miracle could be that I feel like blogging again.
But in reality it was finding a magical someone, no not my husband, but second only in rare finds: a like-minded-mama.
There is this lovely bookstore with a commons area. Within the common area is a yummy food court and a small enclosed play area filled with toys and surrounded by a built-in table/shelf and chairs. Last night we went there for a date. We sat and played the communal board games, enjoying our munchies while our friendly daughter socialized. A mom and daughter came. The daughter joined ours in the play area.
We exchanged a few words, but we're shy so we mostly just played our game. Then Eve told the mom coffee was bad and I started blushing and giggling uncontrollably. We tried to politely explain that we didn't care what other people drank. Then she explained that while her hubbie is agnostic, people think he's Mormon all the time. More laughter then we returned to our game. My husband read a card from Urban Myth about Nestle hurting babies in the third world. She chimed in about how she boycotts Nestle. Then we started chatting in earnest with her and before long we realized we had found a kindred spirit. We had nearly endless things in common. She'd say, "Well people think I'm crazy for _____," and then we'd say, "Oh, we do that all the time." We exchanged phone numbers and planned on a play date for next week. I went to bed last night reeling with joy. Just yesterday morning I had told a friend I needed to find an AP crunchy mama, then felicitously, blessedly, it happened that very evening.
I am so grateful for the friendships we have been able to rekindle or continue. But finding this women, this family was unbelievably exciting. I was starting to wonder where the crunchy mamas were hiding.