Through a Glass, Darkly

Mike and I just got back from a weekend away with some of our church friends. Four couples, two children, plenty of food, and one Wii Fit equal a fantastic time with what we like to call “our village.” On the way there, the ladies’ car (women in one car, men in the other – it was kind of like a college road trip) talked about how we do not take this for granted, these friendships, this camaraderie. This ability to be myself and have fun with these people.

But because of that, I don’t really have anything interesting to say to you. I ate a lot of food this weekend. And lounged around a whole lot. It would be very boring to go into more detail.

Instead, I would like to remind you that Kari and Mike’s Golden New York Weekend of Meeting J.K. Rowling at Carnegie Hall and Having an Awesome Time in Central Park and Brooklyn was one year ago. Can you believe it? Several times this year, Mike and I have looked at each other and said, “Can you believe we went to New York and saw J.K. Rowling? Remember what a great time we had?” It was so fun. I am going to cry right now just thinking about how awesome it all was.

This weekend was awesome, too, for very different reasons and in very different ways. I guess that’s what this particular weekend in October is reserved for. Maybe I should start planning for next year. (You can’t plan awesome weekends, though. I know that. The thing about awesome weekends is that they just seem to happen to you.)