Dear Old Friends

It's a funny thing getting together with old friends.  You know, the type you've had forever.  We're all lovelier than ever, wiser for sure, and amazing...every one of us.  And we have a myriad of illnesses, job issues, things that excite and distress us.  Our children are fairly huge and the memories of the energy we all had as we chased our toddlers around is distant, and yet still so fresh.  I love my dear old friends.  I love that we can be apart for weeks, months, years and still pick up right where we left off.  We're pretty darn lucky, ya know.

And now, I must sleep.  It's WAY past this old lady's usual 9:15 bedtime.