Homecoming

I couldn't have asked for a better weekend! I spent Friday, Saturday, and Sunday with Brandie, Ariel, and Greg, my 3 best friends from college, whom I haven't seen since graduation almost a year ago! Hard to believe the time has gone by so quickly.

We spent the time doing nothing special, and that was the beauty of it. It's been a long time since I've laughed so hard and felt so comfortable in my own skin. I have been blessed with really the most affirming friends a girl could ask for. This kind:

Friend #1: "You are sensitive, kind, and a wonderful listener. Your turn."

Friend #2: "You are beautiful, charming, and so talented! Your turn."

Friend #3: "You are intelligent and wise with a wonderful sense of humor. Your turn."

Friend #4 (Greg): "Umm, are you guys going to do this all night?"

Etc, etc. If you're friends aren't charged with making you feel good about yourself, who can you turn to??

We roamed the town, ate slice and bake cookie dough with spoons, reminisced about our past antics, took advantage of the $7.00 bottle of champagne Easter Sunday special at El Arroyo to accompany our Tex-Mex lunch, gawked at how strange it felt to sit around the apartment telling each other about our jobs, sat together at the Easter vigil service (where I accidentally snuffed out Greg's light of Christ. As we stood there with our accidentally unlit candles, Greg stoicly commented, "Ooohh you're going straight to Hell." Oops), gussied ourselves up for a night of Latin dancing, layed by the pool and came away with some terrible-looking sunburn patterns on our bodies, ate the world's worst guacamole dip while watching "Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants," and ultimately reveled in the time apart that we had. Greg even spiked his mohawk in my honor.

Not going to lie, I came back a little melancholy, having had a little taste of all the things I miss. I dearly, dearly hope that we will be able to visit one another more frequently than once a year.