Heck no, I'm not staying up to watch the lunar eclipse, nor to usher in the first day of winter, and fixate on the shortest amount of daylight. I'm just celebrating that it'll be springtime again before I know it.
Twenty three years ago I said goodbye to some of the nicest folks I'd ever worked with, I'd spent seven years in that school, loving every minute of it, but then I was on the cusp of this new adventure of adoption, having already been to Honduras to adopt my three daughters.
I didn't know I'd not ever see these ladies again.
They invited me out to lunch today, and honestly, it was as if only a day had passed by.
Other than I'd added thirty something kids to my family and they'd all lived full, wonderful lives, now we're a bunch of retired grandmas, and I had the best time with them, so much fun that we've already planned for the next time, hoping to include more of us from that school, back in the 1980s. We'd then worked up on the second floor of an un-air conditioned school building in Georgia...hot as Hades sometimes.
I kinda explained to them that I'd hardly been off my dirt road since back then, other than to the soccer fields and grocery stores.
They all looked fabulous, there was no other word, simply fabulous.
I really have to get out more often. I forget how much fun it is.