Time

Today I walk the beach thinking about how much time has gone by since my last post.  (2009)  Not only that, but that this is my second blog.  I dumped the first one.  But then I go back in my mind and remember how long we have known each other... and all the things we have been through and how things have changed.  I was still in grad school.  Seems to me,  I remember Diane coaxing me to start blogging again so I did.  I was teaching and still living in that place I hated so much.  Then I decide to start playing guitar again, I found I could play again without my hands giving me hell.  And music is a passion for me.  It has saved me, many a time.

I remember Ginny before she was even pregnant with Sam.  And he is now, what?  Six, I think... five or six.  Rachel's cemetery posts and the gator shots.  Mindy's cow photos.  Diane's swamp and door shots...  Penni quoting Merton (for certain).  My friday night photo on Bono.  Diane's butt crack shots from Shrove Tuesday parade.  Rachel and Jackson getting a new house... Mindy getting a house.
We have married off children, buried loved ones, moved, lost weight, gained weight, fallen in and out love.  And we are all older and wiser.  For the most part.  I remember Julie, Ginny and Diane hand holding me when I was sick.  And I thank you for that.  Many long phone conversations with Diane... sharing each others burdens, delighting in our joys... all of that.   After another health crisis that catapulted me to get off my a** and put my house on the market and come home.  I did not want to die there, in that place I hated... I wanted to come home.  I waited two years for my house to sell... I remember Diane saying to me, "I don't think I could have sat patiently the way you did."  That was part of my lesson, along with many other things... patience and trusting that when God tells you he's going to do something, he does it.  In his time...  I sold, bought and moved back home in three weeks.  It made my head spin.
I sit here tonight on my porch looking at the sun setting.  Thinking about things now... Mindy my love... your support and sisterhood is a treasure.  You know, you are all treasures to me... most of us have never met... yet look at us... after all this time... we are still here... together.  Time.  I don't about mine, it doesn't matter to me.  I still have things to do.  We all do.  My friends boyfriend said me, there's no time like now.  Yes, Walt, you're right.
I didn't look at the prompt really because this was in my head to say.  And why I want to do this?  Does it matter?  Because we are all, like it or not, inextricably linked.  Think about it.  We have been very away from each other at all.  Why is that? What do you think?