Last night I had a little holiday cookie exchange with some girlfriends with a strict “no boys allowed” policy (just because we can’t fit that many people and their plus one in our little apartment). Somehow I didn’t get a single group picture. It was fun sampling some of everyone’s favorite holiday treats white sipping milk out of champaign flutes.
Being married, Ben and I spend a lot of time with other people. Our neighbors are our best friends and we see them daily. We’re frequently climbing with other people, going to games or dinner with other people, and keeping up with our single friends. But, despite the constant social interaction, I find I’m rarely just with girls anymore. There is special bond between women, and a unique comfort in their company. Often I don’t realize I’m missing it until I’m surrounded in it. So girls, get excited for lots more cookie exchanges, spa nights, and lunches out next semester. I’m soaking up every last second of my last few months with you.
Oh, and why is it whenever newlywed girls are left alone the conversation always turns to that little three letter word? ( My dear unmarried cousin, I hope we didn’t scar you for life. )