I’m really at a loss for words with this post. I left at night and drove over three hours on a Monday with my little girl to meet a friend I’d never met in person before, and left days later feeling more like I’d gained a sister than a friend. After a very alarming run-in at a country mini mart with an unmarked tow truck in which we assumed we’d be murdered, I think we both found it a little hard to say good night so soon. Even at past 1 AM that first night with two groggy and confused preschoolers lingering about, it just seemed like there was so much to say. Her house on a farm smells like the wood smoke of my childhood, and I still haven’t washed the sweatshirt I wore there, even though I’m told I smell like campfire.
What a wonderful thing to experience again as an adult woman. I am reminded of those childhood moments where you lay curled up next to your friend at a sleepover and wish it could be every night, to have the comfort of a friend who understands you so near.
But as we get older, we quit spending the night at our friend’s houses. We gain husbands and babies and careers and we lose the selfless time to connect with other women. So, to wake up in the house of a friend, to eat breakfast and sip lattes together, to talk and talk and talk some more while our three little girls played together on the floor with ponies, with no obligations and no hurries… it makes me ache deeply.
So maybe we can’t go back in time and relive those days…but we can give them to our children.
There’s a train that runs from her to me. And we’re gonna use it. 🙂
… I laughed at the thought of our straight out of the movies introduction… And teared up at the thought of B cuddling right up next to me the first night that we visited, then smiled as I remembered how well the girls immediately loved each other and how they sounded as they giggled on the floor while we chatted and sipped our lattes. The face that K is making with the bird on her head killed me, hilarious. I didn’t even know you took more than half of these. I will never forget our couple days of discovering a friendship that was just… Well, just there. As if it always had been. I can’t wait to get on that train and see your growing belly, your beautiful face, and sweet B again. I love that even kinna picked up on our bond with her simple and sweet question, “hey, are you two sisters?”. 🙂 love you times a million. Xo
Love this post beautiful kids and all the pictures are amazing!!!!
these are absolutely beautiful.
Love love this post!
Ummmm. August. It’s going to be a party.