Spontaneous visit

A daughter is a little girl who grows up to be a friend. That quote whose author is unknown could have been a quote that I masterminded. After all I have a daughter who was my little girl and has grown up to be my friend.

This morning when I woke up I had a longing to spend some time with Heather. I knew Morgan Kate had not been feeling well and that Heather was home with her today. I waited until I thought they might be up and called to check on them. In the conversation I sort of invited myself to theihr house..heck I did invite myself. Probably the quickest shower I took and then headed out. On the way to meet up with them, I reflected on how fortunate I am to have a daughter. I love my sons dearly but girl time is so special to me. We met up and did a little shopping, had a leisure lunch, and then went to Heather's house. Morgan Kate was too cute. She gave me a tour of their home as if I had never been there. She showed me where to find the snacks, where to find her bedroom, her mommy's bedroom and my bedroom. As she took a nap (or at least a little rest) Heather and I spent some time sipping coffee in the back yard. We laughed, we cried and she let me share with her some things that you can only tell your best friend. We even enjoyed God's beauty in the birds singing and a woodpecker hard at work. We laughed and thought of my "daughter in love" Trenholm. That in itself is an inside joke that brought us to laughter. Time slipped away and the afternoon was gone. I had to head home. When I leave her house most of the time I get in the car and listen to the radio. Not today. I just thought back on my spontaneous visit to see my daughter. I thought back on the afternoon of laughter and tears and thought to myself what a wonderful way to spend the day. I am already looking forward to the next time we can get together. I love you Skeeta.