It’s been said that it’s hard to make friends as an adult. Not just the parents of our kids’ friends, but real, brand-new folks we like hanging out with. Our lives are busier, our environments are limited, and we already made friends while we were in school, right? I have been blessed to have a fierce tribe of humans I keep close to my heart: my kindergarten buddy Colleen (Coco), sweet former co-workers, and fellow yoga teachers who always have my back. Today it’s about this gal. The one I sat across from at annual work conferences for nearly two decades. The first one I’d ask about a new color combo or turn of marketing phrase, and not just because I know she’ll reply to my text within minutes. The one who’s gotten on a plane multiple times to visit. Our last in-person time was just last week, and we packed it all in: a road trip to see my parents, an overnight in Provincetown, a couple of work days, a homemade dinner, and a final hurrah in the North End. We ate All The Things and documented them in Portrait Mode. And we talked. It feels good to know that my posse is not only growing larger, but deeper as well. 👯♀️
Have you gotten to enjoy the gifts of new friendships as a grown up?
Flowers for mom
Welcome to the neighborhood. .
🚜 🌻 👩🏼🌾 .
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