St. George Island

This weekend was for everything A — soon to be Mrs. A. 

As any good bachelorette weekend should be, this one will mostly be kept secret. What I will say is that it was so good for my heart to be with dear friends for such a special time. It was the off season for St. George but even though the wind was starting to chill the sand was still hot and the sun did enough to give us one last golden tan. The quiet that came in between spouts of laughter and clinking glasses was refreshing and needed and worth the two plane rides and an 8 hour road trip to get there.