At 57, I find that I tear up more easily than when I was 27 or even 37 or yet again 47. Tears keep the eyes moist and refresh them.
Yesterday a friend texted to say she and her spouse were so moved by what I wrote about sculptor Jerry Araos that they both cried while reading the article. I asked half in jest if I had become a writer of tear-jerkers in my early dotage.
I became acutely more aware of the value of old friendships when some Paulinian classmates and I went about preparing a souvenir program for our ruby jubilee in January next year. Ties with classmates from as far back as kindergarten and prep were renewed. We got re-acquainted via email (I will forever be grateful to the inventor of the Internet); one even reminded me of my old letters in high school where I confided to her about my crush(es). I asked her to burn those!
As I try to make more space in my laptop so it can move faster and not stall because of large files, I rediscovered photos from 15 years ago in the company of my favorite life line: friends! I'm hoping to see these friends from childhood and girlhood again, wearing a touch of ruby red early next year.
Yesterday a friend texted to say she and her spouse were so moved by what I wrote about sculptor Jerry Araos that they both cried while reading the article. I asked half in jest if I had become a writer of tear-jerkers in my early dotage.
I became acutely more aware of the value of old friendships when some Paulinian classmates and I went about preparing a souvenir program for our ruby jubilee in January next year. Ties with classmates from as far back as kindergarten and prep were renewed. We got re-acquainted via email (I will forever be grateful to the inventor of the Internet); one even reminded me of my old letters in high school where I confided to her about my crush(es). I asked her to burn those!
As I try to make more space in my laptop so it can move faster and not stall because of large files, I rediscovered photos from 15 years ago in the company of my favorite life line: friends! I'm hoping to see these friends from childhood and girlhood again, wearing a touch of ruby red early next year.
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