Girl Tribe Weekend

Yes I have a girl tribe.

It started with one girl and now there are two.

We had the opportunity to meet in Miami for a few days. One currently works in St. Croix and two are at home.

There was driving and flying in order to be together.

It was worth it.

We had watched the weather for weeks. Was it going to rain? Would it be sunny and wonderful?

Well we live in Florida so each day it would be different. We would screen shot the weather app every few days either with excitement seeing the sun shine or disappointment seeing the rain.

The weather did not matter. If it rained we would sit in the hotel and watch the storm roll in. If it was sunny we sit by the pool. What mattered is that we were together.

It was sunny!

It was beautiful!

We gathered our belongings and headed for the pool.

Our hotel was located by the airport. It was fascinating to watch the airplanes land and take off. Airplanes are convenient and I’ll ride them but wow I just don’t get them.

There were iguanas that loved the celery from our pool neighbors Bloody Mary. The same neighbor that invited us to New York to eat at his Cannoli Restaurant. Can you say awkward?

The day was spent talking and catching up. We had not been together since March and there was much to say.

There were transparent moments and discussions on personal growth. There was laughter and tears. That’s what makes your tribe a tribe. Being yourself. Allowing for moments that the shell cracks, allowing for emotions to flow when the majority of life it is held deep inside. It’s freedom. It’s raw. It’s uncomfortable .

It’s necessary.

When you stay in the same hotel room with people, there are many different obstacles.

Who sleeps with who?

Who makes noises in the night and who might not stay in the bed when they sleep? Who talks? Who snores? Who ninnies like a horse? I will never tell…….

I will conclude with my favorite event of the weekend.

We all go to church together.

We all have a relationship with Jesus.

There was never a doubt that we would watch church online together.

We crawled into bed and turned on the IPad.

There was singing during worship

I took notes during the teaching

I looked to my right and she was talking notes

I look to my left and she’s taking notes.

My tribe all follow Jesus. He is the leader of my girl tribe.

During the weeks we are apart, it is common to talk about the Sunday teaching from the week. It is common to ask for prayer for ourselves or someone in our lives. It is common to share great things that have happened. It is common to share funnies and maybe not so funnies.

My girl tribe is very important to me. Aside from my family, they are my people. My safe place.

Until next time girls.

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About abandonedocala

Christ Follower 💜 Wife 💜 Mom 💜 Grandmom (BB is my name). 💜Rescued and Restored a 114 year old farmhouse. Isaiah 54:7
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