Monday, February 15, 2010
My best friend growing up, Laurel, visited me this weekend from Idaho. She came down with her two kids and stayed the whole weekend. I was in heaven. Mostly at night because the kids went to bed and we could binge eat and talk for hours and hours.
I am so lucky to have a friend like Laurel. When you know someone that long, there are no pretenses. There are no awkward silences. We know everything about each other. And it takes only a day or two to get caught up on the time we've recently spent apart while we lived on the east coast. Women need women. To open their hearts to, to share the little and the big, to commiserate, understand and empathize. I love it. She drove off an hour ago and I miss her already.
Thank you for coming.
Let's take better pictures together when my double-chin-from-chocolate goes away.
Posted on 2/15/2010