I had a wonderful 4-day weekend last week when I spent time in Arizona with family and friends. I spent most of the time with my very best friends Carol and Patti in Surprise. We swam and talked and talked and ate. I feel loved and I feel wiser because we shared deep thoughts and feelings in a safe space. We have known each other for 51 years!
On Saturday Carol and I went to my Aunt Gloria’s house in Sun City and visited her and my cousins and Aunt Geraldine. It was great. I was sad to hear of the passing of my cousin Mike. I shared the story of Steve’s death with them. As we spoke I was thinking about when I was younger we shared birth stories of our children. Now that we are older we are sharing death stories of our loved ones. These stories of transition seems to connect us. We all have stories and sharing them brings us closer.
After Aunt Gloria’s we went to Wickenburg and visited my almost 91-year-old Aunt Louella and my cousins Gogi and Susan. Oh what memories we shared! I especially liked it when my aunts said I reminded them of my mom. Although she’s been gone for several years now, she is not forgotten. And I loved that Aunt Louella is still writing poetry. She shared some beautiful words with us. I am a blessed woman. My friends and family have supported, loved and sustained me throughout my life. My thanks to all of them. Below is a picture of my great-grandfather William Elias Johnson. Thanks for giving me a great family, Grandpa!