Safe Place

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There are some people that come into your life that can only be described as angels. Countless people fill this role for me; but, one has been standing out in my mind lately.


His name is Adam Nelson. I affectionately refer to him as Zac Efron. This name has been so accepted by those in our circle of friends that he gets called Zachary more than Adam. I love that kid. He's the kind of person that I began referring to my time with him as my "safe place." I met him in the fall semester of 2009. He's always accepting, regardless of my faults. He makes little things fun. Like changing tires, I used to love when he would invite me to go change his tires. Or to fix his car. That meant I got to talk to him for a long time. And let me tell you, he's so sincere. And he listened to every single thing I said. He's the kind of person who wore as much flannel as possible, and always had an ax somewhere within reach. He watched High School Musical with me, he made food with me, he went hiking with me, he made bonfires with me, he let me drive next to him while he long boarded down Rexburg's hills, he went on walks with me, he played games with me, and he never, ever quit being my friend. He is the perfect definition of a friend. Sometimes he even climbs trees at 2:00 in the morning to help me when I'm in a tight spot.

When I met Zachary, I was not having a very good semester. I cried to him too many times. And he never complained. When he left for the following semester, he called me, and we stayed in touch. This probably didn't happen as well as it should have; my fault. But, when Zac made his return, he picked up right where he left off and remained my safe place. It's friends like these that don't get replaced.

Even when I was a sucky friend, I always knew I could call when I needed help with my friends, my car (the man is a genius with cars), or when I just needed a hug. Not matter how long it had been since I'd talked to him. I'm telling you, he's priceless. I don't know if he'll every be able to understand how much he means to me.

I was so happy when I found out Zac was dating someone who made him happy. I can only assume she's an angel; she'd have to be to be partners with him throughout this life and into the eternities. I was even happier when I found out he was getting married to this angel. So, so happy for him. I knew he was happy.

The other day, Zac posted a link to the blog his wife had started. The title was "Young Cancer Wives." My heart dropped. Either it was Zachary, or it was his sweet angel. Either way, my heart was broken. I don't want Zac to hurt. I want to protect him like he protected me.

3 1/2 weeks after he was married, Zachary found out he has cancer.

I was sick. His new wife posts regularly and probably doesn't know that I read it. Her posts are pure and sweet. They prove her testimony and her unconditional love for Zachary. For that, I love her - Zac's sweet angel. She doesn't know who I am, or what a life saver her husband has been for me on countless accounts. His example, not coupled with hers, continues to change my life.

But, I hope she, and Zac, feel my prayers. And my love. I know mine are accompanied by all of those who he has touched as well. And, if it was half as much as he touched me, they will be praying for them everyday just like me.

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