Saturday, January 9, 2016

1.8.16 Playing it through

I have an acquaintance, maybe a friend. 
My oldest kid knew her niece, then we all met her sister that my younger kids hung out with. I became friends with her sister . Met her remarkable mother, and became very fond of her mother. Finally, I met her. And a few of her kids too. 
Then I stopped working. We started corresponding. Then we started walking our big muscle dogs together, up in the deep woods, off the long winding hilly roads embedded in the forest. She's a lot younger than me. I'm kind of the age of her prickly older sister, and she's kind of the age of my prickly younger one. It's funny.
And in some ways , her life is just opening up.
As the load of kids grow older, as her long hard won success at graduate school finally pays off.
So we walk. We talk about life. Writing. Neighbors and friends, child raising. Partners. Finances. The mysterious, and then not so mysterious, aspects of life. Thing is, she is always up for it. She is always equal to it. There was no one but her, holding the whole show up, making sure everything works, playing it true all the way through.




 

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