That intense feeling you get in your chest and stomach (and toes, fingers, ears, nose and elbows, etc.) when you see old friends you haven't seen for a while? I have that!
I am so giddy right now. This morning, I picked up our dear friends N and T from the airport, and I truly squeed! They flew in from Anchorage last night, landing here on the east coast this morning, and on Saturday, we head to OBX to hang with friends and siblings.
Work has been crazy since January 1, and I love it, but it is officially time to recharge with friends and family. Hatteras, old friend, here we come. Ready to climb all 268 steps up the light house every morning (OK, every other morning), run on the beach, kayak out into the sound, body surf in the beach, and our impromptu drum circles at night as the sun sets (this year, we are going to record those circles). I love you Memorial Day week!
Sleeping in late, or getting up early to walk in the sand. Running before the temps reach 80. Reading an entire book, then starting a second without interruption. Hanging with best friends by the pool, or in the hot tub, discussing everything under the sun. Getting up the next morning and doing all over again...7 days in a row.