a few weeks ago, i escaped the frigid north and fled to the warmth of friends and family in central florida. my cousin steven flew in from denver, for a huge, boisterous thanksgiving at his mom's house. i saw family i hadn't seen in maybe a decade. i hugged them so tight and told them just how much i love them.
we went out in my old, sleepy hometown and saw all the good friends i hadn't seen since high school or early college. it was frightening and invigorating and unsettling and wildly inspiring, all at the same time. the sincere words of encouragement from everyone i encountered---people i never knew were keeping tabs on me---was exactly what the doctor ordered.
and i stayed with christine for the entirety of my stay, in her beach house in ponce inlet.
christine and i spent so many evenings just talking at the colors on the horizon. we both needed each other in that moment in time, in ways that other friends just wouldn't do.
we did yoga on her porch, and breathed in the salty atlantic air. we counseled each other on feeling lost, and realized how to harness that vulnerability---how to turn it into something beautiful. we reflected on the pain of the past, and dreamt up the most perfect futures.
we drank wine and beer and coffee and chai tea lattes to nourish our thirsty ambitions. we got tiny tattoos together---another first to add to our list. we cuddled on the couch and listened to inspiring philosophies. and we expended most of our energy just laughing, every waking hour of every day for a week.
we made first draft plans to see each other again, because we clearly can't go very long without visiting each other, wherever we may be in the world.
i adore this girl, endlessly. thanks for the love, christine :)