For five years in a row now, my girlfriends and I have managed to leave reality behind and spend a few days together. We met when our firstborns were just babies, when we didn't have a clue what we were doing. We all lived in the same neighborhood, and our weekly playgroup was sometimes the only thing that held the frayed edges of our sanity together.
It was nearly nine years ago when we all first met. We couldn't have been more different. We came from Jersey, Michigan, New Hampshire, Indiana, and Mississippi. But we hit it off and I can't imagine my life without them.
None of us live in that neighborhood anymore. Three of the five of us have moved away from Nashville. Our kids, the ones that brought us together, couldn't pick each other out in a crowd. Once a year, though, we move mountains to get ourselves in one place, together.
To toast a 4oth birthday.
To catch up, rest up, soak up the sun.
To risk life and limb for delicious fruity drinks across the busy strip.
To pick right back up where we left off, as if we only saw each other yesterday.
I love you, girls. And I'm already counting the days to our next girls' trip.
It was a great trip! I miss and love all of you very much!!
Oh! How fun! So glad you had a great time.
Yay for girlfriends and girl trips!
Me and my girlfriends plan a trip only for us for a long time and this year is gonna be a reality, we are going to Mexico, we all agree with that location, we all love Mexican food and especially mariachis. 😀 Hope we have lot of fun.
I miss you guys so much! What a great trip and I am also counting down the days until next year!
And, I must add, yay for your husband and family who “let” you go!
Ah yes, three cheers for the husbands who keep everything running while we loll about on the beach!