Round the Table v.2,458

Each month, “the girls” gather round the table at a dear friend’s house, each toting a delicious item, a smile and the latest round of things going on in their lives. For years, we’ve been rotating through houses, sharing stories, offering advice and laughing until tears roll down our rosy-from-a-tad-too-much-wine cheeks. Some cook delicious, gourmet meals made with the most loving of hands. Others employ their husbands to do just the same, and maybe even fake a bit that she pulled it off. Regardless, it’s a night we each look forward to and embrace with open hearts and minds. And last night was no different.

I don’t know how many girls’ nights we’ve had (likely thousands), but what I do know is they just keep getting better and better…just like the friendship we share in our tightly knit, once-in-a-lifetime circle.

How I ever got so lucky to stumble upon this bunch that holds me up when I’m down, celebrates when I’m up and hangs out when I’m neutral, I’ll never really know, but I will spend the rest of my life cherishing, being grateful, appreciating, supporting and unconditionally loving them. Because being ‘round the table with them is a big part of the magic that life is made up of…and something I know will never end.

"The better part of one's life consists of his friendships." - Abraham Lincoln