Sitting outside on a lovely afternoon blowing bubbles with my granddaughter, has to be one of the highlights of summer so far. We had three kinds of bubbles, and one’s bubbles turned out to be far superior, both in color and hugeness. I’m sure her delight and laughter contributed to my enjoyment, but it was such a simple hour of conversation and imagination.
Speaking of color, the flowers are wonderful this year. I’ve been riding my bicycle each morning around the neighborhoods, and I’ve seen stunning displays everywhere I go. Maybe that last snowy cold spell brought on the vivid!
My book club just discussed “The Boston Girl” by Anita Diamont. A nice step back in time. We all saw people we recognized in her characters, and hardships the women of that day faced during the wars and the Great Depression. What some called foolishness at the time, is now seen as the bravery it truly was.
We take so much for granted. No wonder other countries are jealous of our opulence. No wonder our ancestors wanted to immigrate to America.
To all women, young and old, I encourage you to find a group of girlfriends and go away with them for a few days once a year. Pick a silly name, make some traditions, laugh, make shirts, laugh, play games at night, laugh, do crazy things during the day, laugh, eat rich food, go on hikes and swim in cold rivers. Most important is to laugh, for laughter is the food of good souls. The bonds and the camaraderie you make having such an adventure are the stuff that a lifetime of friendship and support are made of, the kind that every woman needs to get through the challenges that come to every life. I came to this realization late in life. Don’t wait. Start now.