whimsical moments of magic

Have you ever been so full of emotion that you felt like you literally could not contain it all for one second longer? Like it was all going to burst from you, tears and smiles and laughter in one confusing mixture of feeling? If not, I hope it’s something that you’ll get to experience at least once in your lifetime. It’s a blissfully disorienting sensation that I have been unable to shake since yesterday.

This past Friday began my bachelorette weekend (honestly, it was more like a weekend’s worth of fun packed into one day), and I truly could not have asked for a more amazing time. But you’ll hear more about that later in the week (and probably next week, and the week after that one, too)!

Right now, I would like to celebrate the nine women who made my day and who continue to impact my life even though I no longer get to see them on a daily basis:

One who opened her home (and her cats) to our group and made multiple trips to and from the airport and Disney World.

One who sacrificed her final Reading Days of college to celebrate with the group.

One who drove hours to meet us, knowing she would only get to spend the evening and Sunday brunch with me.

One who made the trip a joint celebration of my imminent wedding and her passing of what I can only imagine was a ridiculously different semester of med school anatomy.

One who forewent preparing for a grad school presentation to spend her hard earned coaching assistant salary on a day at Epcot.

One who finished a day of student teaching only to tackle a four hour drive to the airport plus a two hour plane ride plus a thirty minute car ride to see me.

One who took the day off work and did some of her own weekend planning just so she would be sure to get there with enough time to truly enjoy it.

One who scrimped and saved and dealt with multiple flights as a standby passenger to afford celebrating with me.

One who made the drive down from southern Georgia with a slight detour to pick me up at a completely unexpected airport despite having had very little sleep the night before due to preparing gift baskets and other goodies for our trip.

In summary, I have the most amazing friends who are so precious to me in their own ways that I could never have imagined them up to ask God to send them to me.

As I sit here on a Monday back at work, eating a leftover Subway sandwich and drinking tea from my Tigger mug (I guess my subconscious misses Disney, too), it almost seems like the entire thing was a dream. And I suppose if it was, that’s okay. It was certainly full of the whimsical moments of magic that dreams are made of!