No one knows how long it takes to heal a broken heart. For a while there I thought that time had forgotten mine. Good thing my friends hadn't. They carried my hope and held my heart while I struggled through the tears. It's been over 4 years since the ex left me for another. Every so often something triggers the pain and it hurts just a little... then the moment passes as quickly as it came and I smile at all that I have gained since.
Many summers were spent at the log cabin in Jasper National Park... from re-chinking to re-roofing and making that wood stove pretty again... the wee cabin in the mountains was my respite. I don't go there now... someone else enjoys my hard work. But what was worse... I wouldn't go to Jasper because of the memories. Then along came my two gal pals who decided I needed to 'Take Back Jasper'... and boy, did we! That first summer... in a rented cabin by Miette Hot Springs... we laughed, we cried, we ate, we drank and we laughed some more. We agreed to do it again the following year and we have ever since. Now dubbed our 'Jane Austen Weekend', we arrive with the linen table cloth, wine glasses and the Pimm's pitcher in that wee Miette Hot Springs cabin. We end with breakfast in Jasper and a stop over at Stitchin Time... a most delightful yarn shop.
Trish and Co are very special chosen sisters and I wanted to give them something for Christmas and from my heart as they were part of that small handful who helped heal it. Something warm and soft and cuddly... much like they are! We three gals are most blessed to have each other... and our Jane Austen weekend!
The best friends in life are the ones who are there during the worst times in life. Lovely scarves and lovely friends.
ReplyDeleteHappy Christmas my friend!
Friends are as rare as diamonds and the best ones who will go through the fire with you even more rare. These gals say more about you as if you weren't the wonderful person you are your friends would not be so amazing.
ReplyDeleteTo you and your gals Merry Christmas