Sometimes, in the course of your life, God opens the door to a friendship that touches your soul in ways you’d never imagined. About a year ago, my family and I attended the first birthday party of an adorable little boy that we all love. At that party, we met another family with which we instantly connected. Though we live in the same city and we share the same likes (Doctor Who anyone?) the Rohrs family and mine don’t see each other nearly as often as we’d like. But in some weird way, I think that’s one of the special things about our friendship. I don’t need to see them…