My Dearest Friends

I am uncharacteristically quiet, I know. But I still have you in mind. 

When I trudge up the hill past honeysuckle vines higher than my head I practice how I'm going to describe that to you.

When I haul my sleeping babe up the same driveway that I was hauled-up, faking sleep just so I could be carried, I think of you all, mothers like me. Our hearts bigger than we ever imagined possible.

I love this life. I love this world we have created together, keyboard keys acting like ink and paper binding us as friends. I honestly love you. It's true.

And like friends we'll soon have a good cyber coffee date and I'll tell you all about our travels. I'll pass you my thoughts and feel all the better for it.

xo