Last weekend, I went to Walla Walla with my Seattle tribe. We slept in barns and in houses, on couches and in beds. Some of us even slept in a giant wine barrel. These ladies are the best part of my Seattle - equal parts inspiring and down-to-earth... kind and brave and smart and passionate. I only wish that I had more time with them before I move.
If it's true that you are the average of the five people you spend the most time with- then these ladies elevated me, at least for a weekend. (of course, that means the opposite must be true! i must've brought everyone down!)
While I was in Walla Walla (say that 10 times fast), my Eastside tribe was taking care of my girls. These friends are my family. They are my emergency contacts, my backup drivers, my care givers. They've seen the worst sides of me - moody, selfish and without my organizer. They've seen me sick and crying and furious. And yet they still invite me to dinner. They are carpool schedules and christmas eve dinners and bottles of champaign. They are my family.
All this to say, it doesn't take a village - it takes two. Or maybe even three. In one month's time, I'll be back in my original village of Fairmount, Indiana. It seems like a million years from now, but I know the next few weeks will fly by. The days are long, but the weeks are short, right?
Here's what's making me happy this week...
"Let your heart lead you, do not be afraid, for there will be much to regret if reason and sense and fear are your only markers." -- "The House Girl" by Tara Conklin
Dan found us a house! And this is our street.
Meryl Streep + Women over 40 = Great screenwriters
If Pinterest was a person. Hilarious.
21 books from the last 5 years that every woman should read.
Wanna be happier? Go binge watch this show right now!