Beach House

The sun was warm on our backs.  The foam felt refreshing and pelicans were dipping in and out of the waves as we walked down the beach.  Sometimes we walked silently and sometimes the conversation dipped into love, boys, laughter and what we were having for lunch. 

As we meandered back up to the porch where Misty was reading, Jen said...what if we buy a beach house when we turn 40.  Our gift to ourselves?  A genius idea on a genius day.  But even more heart filling and wonderful was the fact that I spent the evening watching the sun go down with 2 of my dearest friends.  Girls that I've known for 14 years now.  They've been around for every good and bad and boring and exciting part of my life, and I've been around for theirs.  We will buy a beach house when we're 40.  But even better, we'll be friends still at 40.  And 50.  And 75 in the nursing home, hitting on the hottie male nurses haha!

This is what my heart calls blessed.