My family quietly celebrates the passing of each year, with touching cards or messages from my sisters and brothers, telephone calls from the boys, and now a grandson wishing his Gaga a happy birthday on FaceTime (the rare time my son lets his son use an electronic device). You, my friends, have showered me with warm wishes as we share remembrances of times together over the years here on Facebook.
As I was reading the posts yesterday, I could almost create a timeline of my life based on friends I've made throughout the years. From my home in Walla Walla (such a wonder to reconnect with friends I met in kindergarten and now engage with as unique, fascinating adults), remembering high school angst and antics, to college at Washington State University (including a year at Durham University in England and a 21st birthday celebration in Bruges, Belgium), law school in San Francisco, my first years as a lawyer in northern California, the birth of Christopher and new running friends (those 'First Friends,' of my memoir), our move to Sacramento, meeting Doug, marrying and living/working in New York City, back to the San Francisco Bay Area where Alex was born, return to the Sacramento area and the Foundation Health years, then almost a round-trip for work (San Diego, Piedmont and back to Granite Bay), the boys growing, embracing college and leaving home, Doug commuting back to the Bay Area so he could engage in his passion (CFO for technology companies), a fast two years in Austin, Texas (and meeting the Impact Austin women as well as a short tenure with CASA of Travis County), a grandson, back to California with a brief stay in Sonoma, and now, settling (a foreign concept to us) in Boulder and making new Colorado friends through Voices for Children CASA, Social Venture Partners Boulder County, and running (for a while, even a "Salty," and a 261 Fearless Ambassador) and book clubs.
Whew! Sometimes it's exhausting even thinking about our journey through life, measured by days and years certainly, but more meaningfully by friendships made and rekindled. I wish I could see more of you in person, more frequently, but these annual touch points warm my heart and soul. Thank you.