

Reflections of a thirty something




I left this weekend from Wilmington N.C., where I celebrated my friend Kendra's amazing wedding, feeling so blessed for the incredible friendships that I have. I left nostalgic for the times when we were all together ; wishing for more.
It was amazing to reunite again after having not been together (w/ some) for over 6 years. It was wonderful to feel that none of us had changed all that much and that our love for one another hadn't faded with the time and space that life can often bring.
Friendships like these have always been the most important relationships to me, aside from my family of course. But as my friend reminded me this weekend- friendships are the family we choose for ourselves. And I must admit, I have chosen the best of the best.
The friends that matter are those that know me so well and accept me for who I am without judgement- my many neurosis and all. They remind me of who I am and push me to be the best version of myself.
They support, love, and guide me to find my own happiness. To have people in your life that can you support you in this way is the greatest gift and love of all. They are constants, your north stars guiding you on even when you can't see where you are going.
Such friendships are rare and I feel so blessed to have so many in my life.
My cup runneth over.






