I've been wanting to post for a few days now but not manufactured a chance, life, kids, work all conspired against me...
It was my birthday last weekend, I went out with a group of friends for dinner in Soho and had the loveliest evening. I managed to wear the dress, shoes and delightful gewgaws of a couple of posts ago and felt all grown up and glamourous, but that wasn't what made the evening so special. Some old friends flew over from Ireland to celebrate with me, we've all been through our ups and downs together over the years and it meant so much to me to see them gathered there together. Newer friends I have made over the past 12 years in London were there too and as I looked around the room I reflected on how lucky I am. I basked in the smiles, banter and laughter of 20 people who mean so much to me in such different ways and I felt inordinately happy and incredibly lucky. If I could bottle the feeling I had that night (and over the entire weekend in fact) I would keep it on my dressing table and dab it on whenever life feels too grim, whenever I have to get up at 5.30am in winter too many days in a row, whenever the house is a mess and the laundry is not done and the children are cranky, just whenever...and I would soak in that feeling of love and happiness and I would relax and remember what is truly important.
Enough of all that (I seem to be developing a very sentimental streak as I enter my 4th decade) here are some hearts, Happy Valentine's Day!
(I'll be back soon to show off some of the crafting goodies I was lucky enough to receive for my birthday, and my gorgeous valentine swap from Jo in Tas)