The Art of the "Girl's" Weekend

I have put together lots of "Girl's" weekends over the years, for myself and others. It’s one of the things I really look forward to doing on the experience side of things once the cottage is taking guests.

I hope to host Hygge weekends, bridesmaids, reunions and celebrations, for groups of women. I hope to make an art form of it.

I recently went on a weekend with a group of ladies I love. And I really mean I love them. I hope they know. I hope the ones who couldn’t attend this time, know it too. 

Make no mistake, these aren’t “girls.” They’re women who have been dealt some of the worst blows life can land. Full-grown, big-girl-panty-wearing, functioning, coping, bad-ass women.

I respect them even when I don’t agree with them. Because they let me disagree, be imperfect, have moods, fail in full-blown crash-and-burn color and even get really upset. They forgive my selfishness. They fully expect and foster my continued growth.

We all wish we got together more often, every time. But what is the art of it?

Is it the lovely accommodations?

  

the beautiful food at hip places?

  

that there is always something to celebrate?

and fun and games?

is it that we delve into the arts?

   

or that we shop til we drop? (No one actually bought anything there!)

 

These sure were fun and entertaining things to share with these beloved women, but the don’t think I’ve nailed it yet…

We could have skipped all of this and sipped coffee and wine and talked all weekend.

Aside from activities planned, we always have a great time together, just being together.

We laugh and chat and catch up. We talk about things we are looking forward to and things we are struggling with. We vent. We cry. Someone always cries. Because life, as beautiful as it is, hurts so much sometimes too. And it’s scary. The rest of us listen. Relate. Support.

I think that’s closer to the art of it. The way a weekend away with clever, supportive, fierce, resilient women can refresh you, set you straight again. Set you upright again.

So maybe…the art of the “Girls” Weekend is really in the hearts of the women attending.

When I host Girls weekends at the farm, I will focus on the details and customizing each stay. There will be great food, fun activities and lovely accommodations, and my heart will be fully in it. So fully in. Every time.

Still, I’m not sure I can ever capture that as “art,” but oh how I look forward to providing a place for women to bring their hearts and make “Girls” memories of their own!

Make their own art.

I have the best job.

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