Bus Stop

I'm so thankful for the bus stop. No, not this new bus stop, our old bus stop. It started off as just a place to kiss our kids good bye as they headed to school but developed into something so much more. Lingering conversations about what's going on in our lives, bitch sessions on things that weren't going so good in our lives, hurried mornings when a quick good bye was all we said when we rushed of to start the first activity of the day, recipe swapping, party planning, learning about each others health, just listening on those mornings when you woke up on the wrong side of the bed and allowing the conversation to ease you into a better mental place, and just bringing us together, slowly. What started out as a kiss good bye to our kids, developed into so much more. I miss our bus stop tremendously. Things just aren't the same in our new spot. But I'm thankful for what that spot on the road brought to my life in the form of you all (you included Johnel, even though you weren't physically there, you were there), and Randy. You are all very special women and I'm honored that I can call you my friends. And I'm thankful that Tracy started happy hour where we can have an old bus stop moment that lasts well into the night.