“What a wonderful thought it is that some of the best days of our lives haven’t happened yet.”

 {via: the sweetest occasion.}

Someday I will host dinner parties & you will always be invited.

We will eat lovely food, and perhaps the first time I will try & have a hand at cooking a real meal. If it doesn't work so well, the next time I'll just have something ordered-in. But nevertheless, food will be plenty & drinks will be flowing. (Our drinks will be something "fancy" - you know, what qualifies as "fancy" to us: like sparkling grape juice & ice cold wheat beers-- served in wee glasses, most likely a mason jar I've turned into drinking cups.  

We will come together & every single time the conversation will start with something along the lines of "Where does the time go? It seems just like yesterday..." & for a moment we will all sigh & smile at that truth, & the fact it will be mentioned, just the same, at our next dinner party.

We will then talk of our lives.  We will share in roars of laughter & bicker about politics & how some of us still listen to Taylor Swift... but only because we know just how to each others buttons-- & our quirks & differences are what we truly love about one another.

We will reminisce about all the memories we share & chuckle at our past selves.  

"How could we have been so silly?" we'll say. 

"We worried about so many unnecessary things!" we'll all agree.

We will laugh until we cry & cry until we laugh.

We will find ourselves chatting on & on about how our Loves drive us bonkers--but we all will smile at one another, knowing that none of us would trade them for anything.

We will talk of our past dates-- especially the times we tried to set one another up.  

"How on earth did you think he was MY type?" we'll banter. 

"Well, he turned out to be much different than i thought." we'll refute. 

We will then joke & point out our most embarrassing moments & then we'll sigh & say in unison, "how did we get through all of that?" 

& we will not say it aloud, but each of us, in our hearts will think:

"It was crazy, exhausting & one of the most confusing times of our lives...but we wouldn't change it for the world." 

"Not one bit." 

we will silently repeat.