This weekend my son and I headed north to visit friends that we've known his whole life. They are my second family and one of the few places on this earth where I know I will be accepted "just as I am". This family represents love and history to me. Our children have grown up together - we've seen one another through pregnancies and moves, heart breaks and joy, sadness and celebrations... and throughout it all we've maintained our sense of humour and our deep and abiding love and affection for each other. Many a nights have been spent enjoying a bottle of wine, catching up on life, watching the fire crackle and taking comfort in the fact that we are always in each other's hearts.
I visit my wonderful friends and their family at least a couple of times a year, but given the busyness of life, my son isn't often able to go with me - in fact this was his first visit there in 5 or 6 years. It was lovely to see all our kids together again and we took the opportunity (well, I insisted really, right Dan?? lol) to get a picture of us all together... the first one ever in over two decades of friendship (thank you self-timer).
Leaving my second family after a visit is always bitter sweet... I'm so grateful for our time together but sad that they live so far away that we can't do it again next weekend! Spending time with them, having my son with me, enjoying the moments that we have together - however brief, always fill my heart with joy and feeds my soul. I gain perspective of what is important in life and am reminded once again that life is lived only in the moments in which we are truly present.
Till we meet again my dear friends, I love you with all my heart... stay safe... be well... know that you are loved and appreciated xo
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