It’s a tradition Rena and Maddie started some 15 years ago, a gathering of moms and daughters for a holiday party all their own. Today the parties continue, reuniting the grade school chums and now including an expanded group of besties brought into Maddie’s life though college, work, grown-up life. This includes Eliza and her roommates, Emily, Hanna and Perri–and all us Moms–each thrilled that accepting the invitation resulted in a subsequent Atlanta apartment sleepover for the eight of us.
Lawsy, did we have fun.
We Uber-ed north to Alpharetta, where we were ushered into a party filled with warm, fabulous women. There was yummy food, cold Sangria and a wildly competitive Dirty Santa gift exchange!
There was also this homemade photo booth, created in a doorway, complete with lots of great props. Needless to say it was the hit of the party.
On Saturday we ventured to Ponce City Market for brunch.
There followed shopping, napping, and a rousing game or two of Train Dominoes. (I missed this part due to a wedding, but have it on good authority the fun continued in full force.)
It was a magical weekend that served to remind me how beautiful it is when new people come along, changing the tapestry of our lives. How amazing that these connections–which are so often made in unexpected ways–bring light and laughter. How important it is to remember that of all the gifts, it is friendship that most sustains us.
It is our friends, and the sisterhood thereof, that grounds us, that lifts us, that holds us accountable, that makes us laugh out loud.
What a grand gift. Friends, old and new.
30 Days of Joy