Our street is quiet. That is a wonderful thing in theory. But I mean, there are houses around where you wonder if anyone even lives there. I often ask myself, how can that be? I am outside more than I am in when the weather is nice. So it has been lonely in my neighborhood. I often would dream about having some girls to walk with, or share the days stories with on my front porch but thought it may be a lost cause. Until today. I was out walking Jack in the wagon and two girls stopped me to chat. Turns out they live here in the neighborhood. One, just a few doors down. They have littles and immediately I thought how amazing this could be. We exhanged numbers and I can only look forward to what is next. So thankful.
