Tag: friendship

Correspondence

I’m going to write my friend a letterOn paper, with inkIndelible which means It could last foreverFolded in thirds and stored in the pages of a favorite bookHe might show his children my letter I’ll tell him how I’m feelingIn ways that will stand…

Sallie’s Funeral

I went to Sallie’s funeral today. It was in a very old Episcopal church downtown, the kind where you need to leave your coat on because the heat, what there is of it, will rise to the very top of the vaulted ceiling and…

New Girl Aboard

Two nights ago I had a dream about being on a ship that was sinking. I was in the ship’s movie theater, sitting in a velvet seat, watching I don’t remember what, and the ship’s sirens went off (I’ve never heard a ship’s sirens…

The Tiny Bird in the Bush

To get out of the sun while waiting for my husband to buy our baseball tickets, I sit on the curb in the shade of a very large bush. The Arizona sun is glaring and hot, even this early in the spring, and, after…

Book Mark

When my friends’ son died by suicide, I bought them a book. I can remember standing in a bookstore near the San Diego harbor, pulling book after book off the shelf, looking for just the right one that would speak to my friends’ terrible…

Old Friends

Some things people say turn out to be true. Forty years ago, my friend shouted out to me from her office, “Don’t you think we’ll know each other forever?” It was said like confetti, a joyful thought thrown into the air, and it rained…

The Lasting Memory of Exclusion

The sting is at once startling and searing. At first, you think. this isn’t what’s happening. You’re misinterpreting what you see. And then it hits you. You’re being purposely excluded. Those girls  are crossing the street to avoid you. You think you’re imagining something but you…

I Went to a Funeral Today

We were the last to come. The trip was longer than we’d planned and by the time we got to the church, nearly all the pews were filled. My old friend stood at the front of the church, a small cluster of people around…

Put that Chainsaw Down! I Found the Key

It’s Tuesday, June 21st, and it’s the first day of triathlon class. When my friend, Karen, and I took the class before, we swam in our own mature women’s  lane on the end so as to avoid all the intensely competitive zipper-up-the-back black tri-suit…

Finery

I have a friend who, in the face of recurring cancer, throws a Kentucky Derby party. And she won’t let you in the door unless you’re wearing a hat. And she expects you to bring a dish which you will describe to the other…

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