Reunions with dear friends fill my heart with indescribable joy. I write this from gate B of an airport that I used to know. My weekend reunion was in Baltimore, MD, where I lived from 1987-1994. The people I refer to are my forever friends from our life there.
The sun shone on us all weekend as we kayaked down the Gunpowder River, cycled on the tree-lined NCR (North Central Railroad) Trail, and splashed in a pool fit for a king. The finale featured the stars, the red moon, and Mars.
Life lesson: stay in touch, share your life, have gratitude.
Thank you, y’all!