
On a summer evening, I met with a group of ladies from our Wednesday night "living room" group. It was the final night to exchange our thoughts, fears and triumphs. I sat next to "Miss America." Her nick name by choice, and we giggled and talked and wondered if we fit in this group. We said our good-byes before the sun had set. Closure to another chapter of my so called life.
That sounds so nice to me. I miss you Pammie!
ReplyDeleteR U kidding? Do you fit?? OF COURSE you do! It wouldn't be the same without you!!
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