I'll give you my heart

When I first started this blog 2 years ago it was to give myself a place to share my life with whomever cared to listen. Over the years it has turned into so much more than that, never could I have imagined the real friendships that would start here. Sure we all enjoy ogling over each others wardrobes but it's about way more than the clothes, it's about connecting and sharing our stories with each other. The more you open yourself up to others the more you open yourself up to LOVE.

Picture by Furrrka
I feel so much love from the gals in our little blogging tribe. Some I have been lucky enough to meet and others I still dream about meeting.

Like Helga who was as crazy as you think and twice as gorgeous! Of course we drank together. I also met Bella who is a kind, down to earth girl with a lot on her mind. They were both so much fun to hang out with and get to know.

Chris and I made a trip to the UK and met the fabulous Vix and her sweet Jon! (22 years this week)

Meeting Vix was like looking into myself. We both just wanna have fun and don't take life or ourselves too seriously. We try to be in the moment. She was the hostess with the mostest and I can't wait to go back and have them out for a visit.

Here is a picture of the gang of girls I had the pleasure of shopping and chatting with. The only one besides Vix still at it is Curtise. Yes, I met Curtise:) She's tall, bright and dreamy with a open heart and a quick tongue. I love these gals so much.

When we share real stories about our lives not only do we start to bond but we can learn from each other. I feel stronger for being in this circle of fabulous women.

Because of this blog I also met Cristi. She and I share so much together, we are like sisters. This was on our first meeting.

I mean come on how bizarre and perfect was that!

I recently met the beautiful sweet Jean too who was a lot of fun to sit and talk too.

I guess my point in all of this is to just say thank you. Thank you for dropping by, caring and when you want to leaving me a comment. It makes me feel very much loved.

This week has been one of the hardest of my life. My Dad is now in hospice and on Saturday we meet with a case worker from Compassion and Choices to discuss his end of life wishes. I have also made arrangements for his cremation. I have been holding it together for the most part, but the sadness comes in waves and when it hits me I'm knocked to my knees and then I breathe and I'm ok again.

I will be relieved to see an end to his suffering...

and I miss him already because he is so far gone

I can't wait for my sister to get here. The best thing our parents gave us was each other. I wanna hug her so hard right now.