This past weekend I got together with three lovely ladies for a girls' weekend to Savannah, Georgia.
It was a wonderful time of fellowship, laughter, food, fun and truth.
The best southern dinner in town. I almost cried at the spread of homemade southern delights. You eat it "family style" with other strangers at the table. Pretty soon they are not strangers, though. Love this concept.
It is weekends like this that I have to remind myself that is it *so* important to me, as a busy mother, to get away from my family for a short time. It helps me gain perspective as a mother, it re-energizes me and I am ready again to take on the challenges of my wonderful but challenging life.
With women who share my basic beliefs in a God who loves us and cares for us and wants the best for us. Who is gentle and loving and kind. Women who will speak truth-words to me and get me out of that downward spiral of *poor me* and *this is too hard* mindset.
Who encourage me to love my husband well, to love my children well, to be with people who love me and care for me. Who also are gentle and loving and kind in their words. Who make me laugh til I cry. Man, I need that.
Sweet Megan with her endearing midwestern accent amidst all us southern girls.
These miracle babies of Laurel who is amazing at caring for their needs and teaches me patience when I see her care for them.
Searching for the best coffee in Savannah.
The amazing Laurel.
Beauty everywhere you turn.
These sweet feet reminding me of the connection between sisters. Not only sisters by blood, but sisters in Christ.
I miss her.
I miss them.
Relaxed and happy.
Moss on trees in Savannah. Just gorgeous.