I often think when someone is not their usual self, that there must be something going on that I am not aware of. This week a dear friend of mine and co-worker as well, wanted to go up to the casino and eat at the buffet then go into the Dream Catcher lounge to listen to the band that plays music from the 70's. It sounded fun and a group from work organized rides and planned to meet for dinner. This night was all about my friend. She is approaching the one year anniversary of her husbands death. She seems to be coping well, until you dig a little deeper in your conversations. It has been a year of firsts. First Christmas without him...first birthday, first everything...She doesn't know it yet but she is teaching us how to cope with her loss too. We get teary eyed every now and again, it brings us closer. Tonight was one of those times. We had a good time watching her smile and dance and giggle and let herself be one of the girls. My life is richer because of her
havin' fun singin' and dancin' with the girl friends ... with music is from the
'70s Detroit Underground rocked the house
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