Last weekend I went to a party that girlfriends I’ve known since grade & high school attended. It’s as if time stands still. Of course we start out with the usual… How are your parents, children, spouse… The what-have you-been-up to. Then the remember when… this is where the reconnection happens. And a LOT of LAUGHING. Tears down the cheeks laughing. Then… the real talking happens. The how are you REALLY ??? This is where it gets real. Usually after a glass of wine or two… Insecurities, happiness, unhappiness… Real. The size of our asses or bank accounts… DO NOT MATTER. It’s irrelevant. Because at the end of the day… NONE of that matters. The older we get the conversation changes. What we thought was important a decade ago… not- so-much. CoriAn countertops are no longer discussed. Yoga seems to be a good idea. Our dreams are changing. Priorities are getting clearer.
We desire: Laughter. Love. Peace. Happiness… Universal.
We have: Laugh lines, Flabby arms, Age spots, Middle age spread… Universal
We laughed… At our laugh lines. I wish that was universal.
Have a pretty day!