My girls and their guys drove from New Jersey and Colorado, and we made a morning of it. We celebrated an engagement, a big move, two new jobs, a baby now 7 months. We celebrated being together around a table. 

We have a piece of art in our living room that reads, "It's a miracle we even met." I feel that way often - about Blake, about our children, about my dearest friends. Miracle of miracles, our paths crossed decades ago. Another miracle: we became friends. Another: we decided it was worth staying. 

No comments:

Post a Comment

I love hearing from you!