I woke up this morning still reeling from a wonderfully fulfilling weekend. I was the lucky hostess of seven of my closest friends from high school and some of their children and significant others. The party started Thursday afternoon and kept on going until the last friend left yesterday at around 5pm.
I spend months harassing these people to carve out dates, get off the proverbial fence, and commit to taking the time out of their busy schedules to get together for a few days. The annoyance with the constant barrage of emails is palpable, yet I persist, knowing that the ultimate goal of togetherness is always worth it. Seeing my friends embrace in the long overdue hello definitely makes it all worth the time and energy.
What I found the most amazing about this weekend was the compatibility factor. I cannot imagine another scenario in which 12 people could share my little house and get along so well. I never for one second felt annoyed with anyone or the situation at large, in fact I was totally sad to see them all go. That is true friendship.
In the midst of the laughing, cooking, dancing, and story-telling we decided that we really should just give it up and move to a big commune all together. Why the hell not? Keep the good times rolling I say, I can't imagine a more fantastic fantasy come true. So if anyone knows of a good spot we can overtake, let me know, I'm in.
Until next time friends, you'll be hearing from me about the next gathering real soon...