I spent a wonderful weekend in San Antonio, Texas recently. It was a 'girls weekend' hosted by a group of my fabulous friends in honor of my 50th Birthday. The planning was ongoing for months, I knew who all planned to attend and most arrived on Friday night. They were checked into the suites at the hotel and having a mini reunion until my arrival the following Saturday morning.
My anticipation was building for a couple of weeks prior to the party day. And yet as I walked into the hotel lobby and turned to see my friends, my Mother and my daughter all waiting for me, I was so utterly overwhelmed by an emotion, a feeling of total joy, of being so humbled and feeling so blessed to be loved by this group of fabulous women, so amazed that they would fly to San Antonio from St. Louis or drive from Dallas, I began to weep. No, I flat-out cried.
I dearly love these ladies.
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