Because all their connections were going through Houston, and we wouldn't have been able to get refunds, we moved our trip to my fav Texas city (hope you can sense the sarcasm here based on previous entries) and I drove up to meet them. We ended up having, of course, an excellent time just eating, sleeping, chatting out by our hotel's pool, and shopping.
It was unbelievably nice to see them. I hadn't realized how long it had been since I'd spent time with people who "know" me, with the exception of my dinner in San Antonio with my coworkers. But these beautiful women have been dear friends of mine for 10+ years, and it is my honor to see them grow, marry, start their families, pursue their dream careers, and continue to be the strong women that we always knew we'd become. I realize that around them, I'm at ease again, in a more genuine way than I have been in some time. I listen more. I feel content whether we're going to a movie or going to bed well before my recent bedtime because what matters is just spending the time with them.
My life seems about 1,000 times different than theirs at the moment, and I know that I'm struggling to keep up esteem, to keep feeling positive about the state of affairs for me. But it is my joy and comfort to be able to share in their successes, in their comfort, in their bravery to take on new jobs and new hobbies and the responsibility and happiness of another child. They joke that they're living vicariously through me -- the last single one -- but I also live vicariously through them and am filled with some much pleasure when I hear that they are happy.
It was hard to say goodbye and drive back down to this uncertainty, to sleeping on someone's floor, and wondering if what I gave up, if what I left behind, will be worth the sacrifice, if the lessons I learn and the ways in which I'll grow will be worth it. I have to believe they will. And in the meantime, I thank my friends for coming out here to support me and entertain me. That is the stuff of life.
My life seems about 1,000 times different than theirs at the moment, and I know that I'm struggling to keep up esteem, to keep feeling positive about the state of affairs for me. But it is my joy and comfort to be able to share in their successes, in their comfort, in their bravery to take on new jobs and new hobbies and the responsibility and happiness of another child. They joke that they're living vicariously through me -- the last single one -- but I also live vicariously through them and am filled with some much pleasure when I hear that they are happy.
It was hard to say goodbye and drive back down to this uncertainty, to sleeping on someone's floor, and wondering if what I gave up, if what I left behind, will be worth the sacrifice, if the lessons I learn and the ways in which I'll grow will be worth it. I have to believe they will. And in the meantime, I thank my friends for coming out here to support me and entertain me. That is the stuff of life.
Year #4: Houston
Girls' Weekends (Bachelorette Parties) of the Past:
2005: Vegas, baby, Vegas
2006: Portland (apparently it was so fun & crazy that I couldn't save pics :) )
2007: Park City, UT (and surprising arrival of Chase!! Yes, we are SO much fun, we induce labor!)
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