If I tried to tell you how amazing my weekend just was, you’d
never believe me.
It’s a simple equation really…
4 women
x
1000 life changing
experiences living and working in another country together
+
2 years since we’ve
all been together in one place
-
1 million other distractions
+
2.5 days Sonoma
County wine “toodling”
+
25 moments of delicious
food
+
100 soul filling
conversations
+
60 miles of breathtaking countryside
=
1 beautiful reunion.
Oh my word, how I have missed them. I’ve missed telling them everything that has
been happening since I last saw them. I’ve
missed hearing about their lives and loves.
Today I am thankful for reunions.
There was so much emotion wrapped up into this weekend.
Happiness at seeing their faces all together at once, and in
real life.
Sadness at the reminder that there are others I miss so so
much and who I don’t get to see quite yet.
Excitement at getting to hear where their lives are leading
them, or have led them.
Shock at the realization that it has been nearly a whole
year since I have stepped foot on Northern Irish soil.
Bewilderment at how quickly months pass, babies grow, and
lives change.
And dread at having the weekend end and having to say
goodbye all over again.
So this morning on that dusty San Francisco sidewalk in the
middle of the Mission I hugged them all goodbye one more time. The tears came, and new wounds were opened,
but I wouldn’t trade a moment of this weekend for anything in the whole entire
world.
And now I have another reunion to look forward to.... with four very darling boys that I've missed.
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