best friends

the other day, while we were on a bike ride, grace and i were trailing behind the boys, which is typical. we often will stop and pick some flowers or take a break to pick up some rocks. this particular evening,we just were trailing as we had been chatting. then, we seemed to notice we needed to catch up and got back to our walk. just as we began (grace pedaling her bike and me picking up my pace walking), grace says to me " mommy, you are my best friend." at that moment, my heart melted, possibly more than it ever has.