Two little words can carry a wealth of promise. A promise of adventure, magic, nourishment of the soul, and, you know, margaritas.
What are these two mystical words?
“Girls’ trip.”
I recently spent almost a week in the beautiful Cabo San Lucas area of Mexico’s Baja Peninsula with two dear friends I’ve known for four decades.
We had a blast. We’re all happily married and enjoy traveling with our husbands. But there’s just something different about traveling with other women. Especially other women you love like sisters. (Only the kind of sisters who don’t fight, naturally.)
Don’t worry. No grooves were gotten back. And no intimate body parts were flashed.
But on a girls’ trip, we get to reconnect in a way our busy everyday lives seldom allow time for. We relax and stop sweating about making sure kids, husbands, or maybe even parents are doing okay and aren’t bored. We can suggest walking into just one more jewelry store without seeing eyes roll. We can share entrees, inside jokes, and snide observations. We reminisce with stories about our wilder days of youth without shocking anyone—because we were all there together when they happened.
And we can laugh at early mistakes, shared experiences, hard lessons learned, and the joys and successes none of us could have imagined when we were young. And for a little while, we can recapture that sense of being young and full of wonder.
So let’s raise a glass to girls’ trips and their soul-rejuvenating powers.
I’m already planning my next one.
Diana Brixner says
Best therapy ever! Can’t wait to have another session..
Becky says
I love this.