Pinky Swear

Sitting at the corner of acceptance and denial. “He who is without sin cast the first stone.” Whoever doesn’t have clay feet walk across the burning stones and prove it.

Two steps forward -“G-d grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference.”

We sat around the pool and watched as the kids frolicked and then emerged after a very long time with prune like fingers. There were a group of kids that intermixed with another group of… so do you want to play? Can you come outside and hit the ball? We watched as one of the young girls seemed to be the organizer, making sure no one was left out. “An old soul is not an old soul by virtue of age, but for their patience, self-measure and happy tears for no apparent reason.” TUT– 

Are you going out for cheerleading? What sorority did you pledge? Do you want to come to my dinner party? We need a fourth for canasta are you free on Tuesday? Schoolmates, summer camp friends, seasonal club friends, and the precious bff’s. 

Three’s a crowd. Special time- one on one. Table for two. Two couples easier than three over vodka and French fries. Intimate dinner party versus a room filled with blank, interchangeable faces. Special grandchild time- hey how bout the Museum of Natural History? The craft store, let’s do it. You want a 10 color manicure- consider it done. A pile of mail and you open the big invitation envelope with tracing paper in between, first. Being included, not being left out, being desired, loved and cherished. When the two of us, alone know the words to our song. Love those special friends. 

Please come back, that was really fun. Mi casa es su casa. “All we want to do is have some fun. Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Blvd.” Thanks Sheryl Crow. We needed that.

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