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I took some interesting pics in the last day and a half and will post them when I remember to bring my phone up to where my computer is. It will happen. My friend with her beautiful blog posts Wordless Wednesdays that are always so beautiful they make you want to live her life.

But I digress. Last night, I went to sleep in a tizzy, woke up to write, and went back to bed and slept the sleep of the dead. Not for long of course, because the 3-year-old was up and at em early on. I woke this morning and found a note I had written when I was speaking to my friend, it said, “I’ve watched you have a series of victories,” and that is what I was thinking about while I was bracing for the day.

I decided we were going to Zumba come hell or high water. I text my neighbor and said I appreciate you offering to cut up the palm but I’ll call my worker rather than you do it. (he has enough on his plate.) And so as we were on our way to Zumba I told Tin we needed a plan for the day, but suddenly a plan grabbed us and took us to where I wasn’t even thinking we’d go. The guy came to cut up the palm, so we couldn’t leave, and so Tin and I made breakfast – turkey bacon, scrambled eggs and toast with butter and honey and tangerines. Tin ate like a 300 lb person. We then decided to blow up the family pool and that took a good part of the morning.

Then we decided that people should come join us so I text a few and one responded and next thing you know we had three kids in the pool and adults on the screen porch talking. My good friend whose partner has flown home for an unexpected funeral came by, my friend with her two kids came by and we porch hung from the afternoon till bedtime and it was all very good, very good indeed.

The things is we all have had other lives, but now we have this one. As one of them said, “Everyone is talking about success, but if you think about it, we have all made it, we are successful, it’s not something we are striving for or need to.” Amen sister. In the conversation we found we had way more in common than we would have imagined, the same wild streak, the same sorrow, the same desire for a life that let’s us simply be.

At the very end of it all, one said to me, “I’m sorry we have come here and taken up your time and given you more to do.” I said, “What!” The opportunity to let Tin run with his own peeps and me sit on the porch and talk about life, past present and future with friends in a meaningful way – YOU HAVE BROUGHT ME A GIFT TODAY.

It rained all day, but for me the sun was shining, bright, brighter and brightest. Long live friendship!

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