L’dor v’dor- from one generation to the next. Dots, cracks, bams, sushi, pastrami and the night unfolds. The table is set in a one from column one, one from column two way. A wealth of familiarity, long standing history and emotions that run deep. Our hearts are full as we pour another drink tell another story. It’s all so subtle as we share each other’s blood through our life lines. This was a real who knew come together and it feels oh, so good. Our mother’s/ ourselves/ our children.There’s a built in warm sense of knowing that we are adding one more stroll down the path of life we have shared together. Louis Armstrongyou got it right when you crooned – “ we heard babies cry, we watched them grow, they’ll learn much more than we’ll ever know and we say to ourselves, “What a Wonderful World.” Last eve we welcomed dear friends who we will welcome back to grab a drink, engage in a catch up conversation and cheer each other on as we’ve been doing since the Bubby Chicken candy dish days. Winner takes all- and we did!
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My friend, you are not one of the sleepers , who stumble through life. You cherish every moment…there is a part of me in you, and you in me. We see though the same cosmic eye. M ________________________________
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