I spent the day yesterday in a room filled with women. Some I knew, some I had never met before, and a very special few I have known for years. 31 years, to be exact.
It was my best friend's bridal shower for her wedding this coming fall.
And after brunch was finished, presents opened, and amazing cupcakes devoured I went home. And when I got there I posted something on Facebook. I uploaded a picture from the day and I wrote:
"I'm realizing, over and over again, what a special thing it is to have people who have known you, and loved you, your entire life."
I am lucky to have incredible friends. Friends I met in college and in law school and on the various rest stops in my journey over the past years. Dear friends who have melded seamlessly into my life and who have become my family. And I know, without a doubt, that they are my forever friends.
And as I looked around the room yesterday I realized for what feels like the millionth time lately how lucky I am to have lifelong friends as well. Friends who have known me for all of my days. Who grew up with me and with my family. Who know my history and who share it with me. Who are part of my present and who will be there for my future.
And yesterday. Yesterday we got together to celebrate one of those friends. The sun was out, the air was warm, and the sky was a cloudless blue. And inside, in a room decorated with the colors of spring, we celebrated another milestone in our life's journey. Made another memory. And added to the history that we share together. And will share forever.
|Now we look like this|
|But once upon a time we looked like this.|
|And unfortunately, this.|