Do you remember your first friend? Well, for William is was Veronica…and for Georgia it was Zoe. Fast forward 8 years later and these four are still inseparable, no matter how much time or distance comes between them. Now they’re family – our adopted cousins of a sort, but some friendships are like that: meant to be. Yesterday we skipped school to go and play in the sunshine, in the leaves in the tall grass. It was the golden hour and everything was shining: none more brightly than the children themselves.
This post is for Jenny, their mom, who may not have been my first friend, but she is certainly one of my best. Love ya girl!