Today is N’s 24th b’day and K’s and my 28th anniversary.
Feels very monumental.
And, as is seasonally appropriate, I’m feeling grateful, for family and friends and connections and health — for two great kids embarking on adventurous lives; for 28 years with K; for Lucy and all her predecessors; for family and friends; for the fact that it’s not over yet.
My Vermont friend and her son came over for dinner last night. I made a big pot of this soup, which was so delicious and filling. All afternoon I cooked, while M sat, tucked into the comfy chair, writing a paper. A and her son arrived on bicycles from the city. I had a long talk with A on the porch in the cold air while K walked to the wine store. I’m so glad to have connected with her again.