Yesterday I hosted my band of babes for a lunch. We are a group of 7 and I have been writing a piece about us for years in my head and finally, on Sunday night- Monday morning I finished a digital piece that was ready for viewing. I did want to share it with the full group but I was too late. Florence left us without any warning less than a year ago. So sharing this piece with them together, between the main course and dessert was a spectacular experience. Even though some of them knew I was working on a piece about us the reality was overwhelming.They needed a second viewing to absorb it.
For Florence, of course. For Hilda, Pearl, Rena, Freide, Trudy, Diana…women who embraced me when I was brand new to my life in Rockland. I owe them so much and finally I had this piece to document our “family of friends.”
As I prep for Yom Kippur and for a trip to Spain and for a new professional development project beginning when I get back… I am grateful!