“Friendship needs a certain parallelism of life, a community of thought, a rivalry of aim… Friends are born, not made… Intimates are predestined.” – Henry Brooks Adams
I’m up early on a very cold, wet day in England. I am even very excited about going out in the very cold, wet day in England! Why? Because in a few short hours I will be cozily snuggling in a cottage with some of the most wonderful, talented, honest, real women I know. We are ‘retreating’ in the best sense of the word. Retreating from our daily lives to a place where we can be whoever we want to be. We are going to eat and laugh and probably cry. I know there will be about a thousand pictures taken, plans made, dreams supported, and chocolate eaten. I’m so nervous, but also so excited to get on that train.
See you Sunday.
xo
