the first day of spring, the snow snowed on. i suppose winter just had to get one more word in. the very next day, the sun shone brightly and the walk to breakfast was a game of dodging falling, melting ice as spring elbowed her way in. it's upwards of fifty degrees as i write this—here's hoping warmer days are here to stay.
the best of this week was that wednesday night, spent cozy in joanna's apartment with girlfriends and chinese takeout. angie and joanna are mere weeks away from their due dates, so it was a whole lot of talk about babies and names and raising littles in this big, big city.
i look at that photo of angie and jo from that night and i think, these are my very first new york city friends. and this is us, five years later. them, up to their eyelashes in motherhood; me, up to mine in love.
we talked about these days, all those years ago. what it would be like, what we would be like, in five years' time. and here we are, what seems like all of a sudden.
no doubt about it, i quite like the way these days have taken shape.