This week I was supposed to be traveling to Los Angeles for Zora's wedding. Instead I am headed out shortly to pick up Liz who is flying in from Baltimore with her 1 year old daughter.
Liz was supposed to visit Chicago in May but had to cancel her trip. When she found out that I wasn't going to LA this week she decided to take advantage of my free time and fly up for a quick visit. While I'm really excited to see her and Reilly, I'm still quite sad about not being at Zora's wedding this week.
I've known Zora since my days of working at 826LA and I'm so thrilled that she is getting married this week. For months I've been looking forward to standing next to her as she recites her vows and I'm really disappointed that I won't be. But it was just too much to go to LA this week. Our pediatrician advised against traveling with Veronica before 6 weeks and I just can't really imagine it anyway. Not when just making it to the post office yesterday was a major accomplishment.
But I'll be thinking about Zora this week and wishing her a magical experience. I still love thinking about my own wedding and can hardly believe it was almost a year ago.
I'm really quite excited to see Liz today. We've been friends since kindergarten and I can't even begin to list all the things we've been through together, both wonderful and horrific. The funny thing though is that, because of various events over the last couple of years, she's never met Greg. So strange that my oldest friend in the world has never met my husband. I really can't wait to introduce them and for Liz to meet Veronica. I love that we both have girls.
For those who inquired, here's a photo of V on my lap while I type:
