Once or twice a year, I get to meet up with blog friends who have become some of my favorite friends IRL. Some of them live relatively close (3 hours) and some are a quick flight away (1.5 hours) and some are overseas. Somehow, though, I see them in person quite a bit. And because we talk so much via text, FB, etc, it doesn’t feel that unique anymore when we do meet up. Sometimes, it feels like we’d just seen each other so recently that a hug seems too formal. And this year, it has felt so incredibly natural seeing everyone that I’ve forgotten to blog about it when in the past, I would have posted immediately.
I met up with a few of my girls for a half marathon in July. We talked via text multiple times a day, encouraged each other to train hard, and had good laughs about our kids and husbands leading up to our trip. I hadn’t met one of the gals in person which seemed so strange to friends here (“you’re meeting her for the first time at the airport and then you’re traveling for a few days together? Isn’t that weird?”) but it felt 100% normal to me. Looking back, sure, it could have been a disaster but we’d become such good friends over the prior year that I didn’t even think it could be awkward. She and I spent two nights in Estes, hiking and running together, before we met up with two other friends in Denver. We then spent two nights in Denver and ran a half marathon together that Saturday morning (in perfect weather!!!!). It was super, super fun! If they’d do it again, I’d be up for it again next year! No matter what happens in regards to running together, I bet I see these friends again next summer!
Steph and I get together a lot. She lives a short drive away and our kids get on very well together (not to mention our husbands, who are as different as night and day but have a great time together!), so it’s just ridiculously fun to hang out! I think the last time we saw each other was in March on my 40th birthday, which was without kids. Going 6.5 months between visits is not normal for us – we usually meet up every 3 months or so. My aunt lives in the same area as Steph and so does a friend of ours who moved there from Iowa, but with the passing of his wife and changes going on with him, we didn’t make it down at all in the spring or summer. Being perfectly honest, it just felt weird to us to head down there and not see our friend who was wanting to adjust to his new life very privately – so – we didn’t make a trip down. I really missed our trips to see Steph and her family.
Last year, we met in Omaha to visit their insane pumpkin patch and we decided then to make it an annual trip. I was so excited for the big trip to roll around because it had been forever since we’d all seen each other. When we did meet at the zoo, it was just like old times – like we’d seen each other just the week before. It was terrific fun! We got separated on Sunday at the pumpkin patch which was where we were both heading home from, but I thought enough to get a picture of our kids together. Steph usually thinks of this, but I was all over it this year! The best part about our friendship is seeing our kids grow together in their friendships. Matthew and her daughter are great buds – unbelievable fun is had between them! Bryson and her son will hopefully notice that the other one exists the next time we go to the pumpkin patch! 😉
Next up… hopefully a trip to St. Louis to see my ex-pat blogger friend and her family!