At the end of every school year, we've gone to a going away picnic for all the families who were getting ready to move away. It was always a bitter sweet time, so sad to say goodbye to those leaving, but also a realization that you are that much closer to being next.
At the same time, I honestly thought our time would never come, so it was a shock to finally go to OUR end of the year picnic. It was a great evening, even if I was in total denial that we were actually leaving. I'm sure going to miss these girls. Philly would have been an exponentially harder experience had we not been literally enveloped in such a supportive and fun group of girls. Playdates and girl's nights were often big lifesavers.
0 comments:
Post a Comment