Girlfriends

Girlfriends. The kind that go back to diaper days with you, or drinking too much the first time, or your first trip to Planned Parenthood. The ones you told when you were pregnant and didn't want to be, the ones you cried with after the miscarriage. Somehow, they understood.

Over my last vacation i got to see two of them. Anne, my artist friend who had the foresight to convene the playgroup that was my sanity when my kids were little. It was good to connect to them each in their own way

Anne shared her art with me, as she has done for 20 years now, inspiring me to pursue my own. For an artist, she is the practical one. I remember learning about "complete proteins" from her, and when i asked her if she wanted to go on a trip with me, she said yes. I said, "when" and she said, "Next summer." Perfect answer, yes?

And Deb, whose business has consumed her life, in that way that is much like being in love, where you hate it when you aren't doing it, but you can't wait to do it again. Perspective, one of those things that keeps balance. Deb, my neighbor for just enough years to make it feel like forever. Her mother said of our neighborhood... it only happens once in your life when you are all young and like each other. Enjoy it.