|Paradise, if you will.|
It will be the first time in four years since hopping on a plane.
It will be the first time in ten years since vacationing without my husband.
It will be the first time in two years, seven months, and twelve days I'll be overnight without my Lovie. (This one scares the shit out of me to the point of making me feel a little ill when I really think about it. I love her so friggin much and it hurts to think about being away from her so I do my best not to thinking about this.)
I'll be meeting up with my BFF/cousin. She's flying in from NYC, I'm flying in from Chicago. Two big city girls, who happen to turn 40 this year, getting away for a long weekend of doing absolutely nothing but lay by the ocean for three days... to celebrate each other and our lives. And hopefully another 40 more years together.
Cheers to 40 years!
|the absolute best thing to ever happen to me in almost 40 years... so glad to be doing this trip before my |
bday so i can celebrate my actual bday with her by my side. i'm such a sap. and??