Girls Weekend...Vail Edition.
As you can tell from the very inspiration for this site, I work with some amazing women.
Last year, we all were craving a getaway, so we took a trip to Estes in May. We had such a great time that we were practically planning this year's trip by the end of that one.
With a change of scenery and down a special gal (missed ya Debbie!), we headed up to Vail on Friday night.
We ate, drank, laughed, pretended to exercise, and.we.DANCED. If it weren't for the threats on my life, I would publish the choreographed music video we made to Bell Biv Devoe's Poison. Alas, the world will forever be deprived of seeing our bodacious bods in action.
On a serious note, weekends like this remind me why I'm in Denver. You see, I miss Philly constantly: my family, my friends, the food, the people, the ministries I worked with...it's difficult for me to be fully present in a life that is so far from the one I spent 24 years building.
But all it takes is 48 hours in the mountains with my favorite gals to give me a sense of belonging. I used to compare each facet of life in Denver to the ones at home...from restaurants to relationships. But to compare these friendships would be such a disservice. I used to think that my friendships here could never catch up to the ones I left behind. But connection isn't always about the length of time you've known someone. Sometimes it's just about knowing someone at the right time. And I have come to know these girls (and many others) at just the right time.
I praise the Lord for each of the people He has put in my life in the past three years and I thank Him for His patience with me as I forget, and then remember again, to be grateful.
(Also, thank you Alexxa, Aneta, Annie, Micaiah, and Rachel for a much-needed breath of fresh air this weekend. You'll never know what your friendship means to me!)