Friends + Laughter = The Best Medicine

My husband and I decided to have a Memorial Day bbq yesterday, and invited over a small group of friends. Because I hadn't seen anyone (other than my family) since the miscarriage, I was pretty nervous about having people over. Was anyone going to ask me about what happened? What would I say? Would I be able to laugh and be my usual, outgoing self with ease, or would I have to walk around with a fake smile all night? You know the kind...behind that grin is the real you, the you that would rather be in your pjs watching some reality show marathon on Bravo. Or E! Or VH1. Those are my go-to channels for deliciously bad t.v.

This would be an interesting evening. I put on some earrings I had bought on our honeymoon in Cabo, and slapped some makeup on my face - for the first time in weeks. I looked in the mirror and could barely recognize the girl I saw. I was starting to get used to a permanent ponytail, lip balm, and dark under-eye circles as my new look. I was starting to forget that I look kinda pretty with blush and mascara. If I fell apart tonight, at least I would look good doing it. I took a deep breath.

To my delight (and slight surprise), having friends in my home proved to be extremely therapeutic. The combination of laughter, music, citronella candles, and traditional summertime fare (what is it about a grilled cheeseburger that makes me feel all is right with the world?) was enough to lift my spirits. I smiled more in one night than I have in the past three weeks. And seeing my hubby in the company of his buddies, sitting around our bonfire with a beer, looking the most relaxed that he has in a long time...that was the cherry on top.

Tomorrow I am back to work for the first time in 10 days. Stay tuned...

xoxo
K