I am grateful.
To my husband for accepting I needed to get away.
To mother nature, for so far blessing me with the most perfect blue skies and refreshing breezes.
But most of all, right now I am grateful to the three women who “get me”. Who accept me for who I am. Who share and listen and are real.
Who brought me into their group.
My Canadian sistahs.
Elena. Leanne. Trish.
You welcomed me with open arms.
We talked. We laughed. We cried. We wrote. We got very wet.
We did things I won’t mention until a future blog post….
Thank you for making this the best girl’s weekend I could ask for.
And turning me Canadian.