Ahh, girlfriends. I’m so lucky to have the one’s that I do and this year I got the best 28th birthday gift ever and was able to spend it with a few of them. Justin, a friend from Springfield, flew us home for less than 48 hours for Tory’s big 30th bash (more on this later). We share the same birthday; in fact, we were even born within the same hour, only 2 years apart. A few of my best gal and I celebrated on Friday, so we could do Tory’s up right Saturday night. Les, Mandy, Beth, Jona and I met at Kai, this swanky new sushi restaurant and bar downtown (that was soooo good) to find a bottle of wine sent over special from Riss in sunny Florida-what a sweetie! We had a blast and partied the night away until the birds started chirping at Beth’s after-bar party and Jona and I stumbled into my grandparents to find Mimi waiting up for us like the mother hen she is. The only thing missing were all of the rest of my gorgeous girlfriends that I will surely get to see during the holidays (Liz, will you be there? I miss you to death!).
After Beth and I cried like babies at the airport and Lesie and I said our tearful good buys on the phone, I said to her, as I did to Nate, is that, it is at times like these, when I find that it a struggle as to what’s more important in life; being surrounded by these amazing people that I am lucky enough to have as friends (and people that many women will never have one friend in their life such as this, yet I have over a handful of and have had for over 20 years) or that I go and travel among strangers in places that are new, that we do what we are passionate about and leave behind what we know and love? When I came home to Springfield, I realized that I loved the city less and my friends more (if it were even possible). But for now what I am realizing is that it doesn’t really matter where I am-be it New York, Africa or Missouri, having friendships like the ones that I have with these amazing people in my life really have nothing to do with where I am at, but only with who we are. So…we’ll do our thing for now, but I have every intention of growing old, not only with my husband, but with these ladies, as well.
*Photo taken during 12 hours of blondish/red hair. I was under the impression I would resemble Gwen Stephanie and brought in a picture of Nicole Richie. Not so much. I was a brunette again by morn.
After Beth and I cried like babies at the airport and Lesie and I said our tearful good buys on the phone, I said to her, as I did to Nate, is that, it is at times like these, when I find that it a struggle as to what’s more important in life; being surrounded by these amazing people that I am lucky enough to have as friends (and people that many women will never have one friend in their life such as this, yet I have over a handful of and have had for over 20 years) or that I go and travel among strangers in places that are new, that we do what we are passionate about and leave behind what we know and love? When I came home to Springfield, I realized that I loved the city less and my friends more (if it were even possible). But for now what I am realizing is that it doesn’t really matter where I am-be it New York, Africa or Missouri, having friendships like the ones that I have with these amazing people in my life really have nothing to do with where I am at, but only with who we are. So…we’ll do our thing for now, but I have every intention of growing old, not only with my husband, but with these ladies, as well.
*Photo taken during 12 hours of blondish/red hair. I was under the impression I would resemble Gwen Stephanie and brought in a picture of Nicole Richie. Not so much. I was a brunette again by morn.
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