The Weekend
This weekend was my precious girls weekend in Pennsylvania. I figured out that I've been going for 14 years running. That's more than a third of my life! How cool is that! I went when Eric was in law school and it kept me sane. I went when I was pregnant. I even went with a nursing babe a time or two. It is only 3 days in a simple cabin but it is such powerful medicine for me. My snowdance voodoo brought on the cold and snow so we sat in the woods and watched silent flakes float down outside the large windows of the cabin. We sat by the fire and talked and read and shared and cried and laughed and laughed and remembered and sometimes sat perfectly silent. And the silence was warm and comfortable. We range in age from the 40's to the 50's and usually there are 7 of us, sometimes 8. The picture is from last year with 8. This year, there were 7, because one couldn't travel from Utah to be here. One did travel from Germany, though. There are sometimes welcome newcomers but it is mostly the same group. We pretty much cover all the bases in terms of human women. Some are tall and statuesque. Some are petite and slim. Some are in the middle. All are beautiful. Mostly, we're married with kids, but not all. Some have grown kids, one has a kindergartner. Four are educators, one is a nurse, one is a business woman, one is a knitter. No one does just that one thing though. Some love travel, others art. We all love Josh Groban and sitting in the hot tub. We all love to talk of spiritual things and share our stories. We are always glad to find out that we have more things in common than we have differences. We are especially glad to find out that we're all doing just fine in our lives, even if we're not. We support each other and love each other. The relationships that have developed have been a miracle in my life.