Last night I met some of my favorite women in the world for a painting class. I am sure you have all heard of the “drink wine and paint a picture” classes. My sister and I have wanted to take one for quite some time. Sara Anne Photography studio downtown had a trial run last night. We were the lucky guinea pigs. Sara Anne has a background in art, too. She was a fantastic teacher.
Five years ago one of my friends put together a group, the Birthday Girls. There are more than a dozen of us and we try to get together at least once a month to celebrate friendship. We acknowledge each other’s highs and lows with wine, tears and hugs. It is the stuff that scares men away and makes other women salivate. It’s a support group I never thought I would have in my life, and now I know I have one for life. So last night we added a few more women to the mix and even added some of our moms, too.
I am so thankful for the friends I have in my life, the men and the women, but something about this group tugs at my heart strings. We have watched each other through sickness, through babies being born, through family and financial crisis and still find more reason than ever to hug and laugh with each other. Of course, the wine always perfects the evenings.