Church was like my foot. It was always there and my mother made sure we were properly scrubbed up for the event. Nothing prevented our going. Even when my father announced that until the Catholics returned to Latin he would not attend mass, we did. Even when the entire hour became an uncomfortable ritual of handshakes and peace kisses, we went.
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Wait, what?
Why yes, it is true. Tonight, I’ve boarded a westward plane, headed to celebrate a monumental birthday with this good-looking guy. Over the weekend, there will be ocean swims, a few cocktails, several sensational sunsets, and plenty of dancing.
Take time out to be with those you love.
That’s pretty much all we need to remember in life.
If we do, the sweet memories will carry us through all the rest.
XXOO
another farewell
This photo was captured on my last afternoon with both my mother and my godmother, and it will be a precious memento for years to come. We stood on a balcony in the Palm Beach sunshine and did nothing but smile in that embrace. Now, they are both gone, but I count myself the luckiest of girls to have been with them for six decades, for their love is an epic tale.
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