|The Sartorialist captured these sisters in Italy, and the shot just says it all about women and our friendships. LOVE.|
For baring your soul to me on the phone on a Monday afternoon.
For watching my son so I can sit at a coffee shop and stare out the window and think my thoughts (and do my work!) for the morning.
For watching my son with so much love that I can travel away for work and not think twice about leaving him.
For inviting me to your home and feeding me when you know I'm home alone.
For being the persistent sender of the best mail ever.
For making me laugh until I cry.
For being the person on the receiving end of my quirky photo texts and responding in kind.
For pouring me another glass of Sauvignon Blanc.
For loving my son to the moon and the stars, and letting it show.
For being the world's best traveling companions.
For encouraging me to talk about my birth experience with little J, and for helping me get over it.
For making killer guacamole.
For making work fun.
For pushing me to run another mile.
For sending me a plane ticket (or trying damn hard to).
For hand-me-downs and shared products and heartfelt recommendations.
For commenting on my blog so I know I'm not just talking to myself!
For having a bit of a dark side.
For ordering the dessert.
For being there when we need you.
I feel truly blessed.