Cool. A mixer. We shamelessly invited a handful of handsome men and a clutch of beautiful women and watched the sparks fly. So fun! While Sarah and early arrivals prepared the meal, I outfitted a twelve foot table spanning the length of the livingroom and still, all 18 of us barely fit. Upon sitting, we went around and each of us introduced the person to our left. With varying degrees of intimacy- "This is Allison. I think she brought those amazing spiced nuts."
I fluttered around the table and each spot I landed provided tickling conversation and a deeper appreciation for my friends and greater community. As the door shut behind the last person, I bent down to kiss Bello on the forehead and whispered, "This was the best night of my life." And in that moment, I meant it.
And Happy Birthday Sarah! You are so easy to love!