{"id":66,"date":"2009-11-29T02:01:43","date_gmt":"2009-11-29T09:01:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.2soar.info\/word\/?p=66"},"modified":"2009-11-29T02:01:43","modified_gmt":"2009-11-29T09:01:43","slug":"summer-sisters","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/2009\/11\/29\/summer-sisters\/","title":{"rendered":"Summer Sisters"},"content":{"rendered":"

There once were two women, through whatever twist of adversity, found themselves sitting hip to hip on someone\u2019s deck stairs with a glass of wine in their hands.\u00a0 <\/span>You might think that no good can come of this but to the contrary, thirty odd years later, only good came of it.<\/span><\/p>\n

We are the best of friends. I know this because we can talk for hours after not seeing each other for months or we can sit in silence for hours without any discomfort.\u00a0 <\/span>We garden. \u00a0<\/span>We read.\u00a0 <\/span>We have progressed from Rhine wine in the box to Kendall Jackson Chardonnay and Santa Margarita Pinot Grigio.\u00a0 <\/span>It took me longer to get there and she christened me the Peter Pan of wine lovers.\u00a0 <\/span>We have been through divorces, hers first then mine, ectopic pregnancies, the deaths of our fathers, an overbearing father in law, dogs, her children\u2019s heartbreaks and triumphs , pounds gained and lost.\u00a0 <\/span>Aspirations and do-overs.\u00a0 <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She is the smartest woman I know.\u00a0 <\/span>She is a Michelle Pfeiffer to my Bette Midler.\u00a0 <\/span>She is mostly confident and sometimes terrified, she has a \u201cbusiness\u201d voice, that I have learned to use on occasion, that will stop you as if your own mother were speaking.\u00a0 <\/span>She is the consummate mother to her, now grown, children and fully expects to be the cool Gramma one day.<\/span><\/p>\n

She has helped me through the very toughest time in my life with the simple words; don\u2019t worry Honey I got this. I was sitting alone in my home and she was four hundred miles away but with those words I knew I would live.\u00a0 <\/span>Later she came and scooped me up and took me to the Cape.\u00a0 <\/span>It was a long weekend of doing whatever I needed.\u00a0 <\/span>If I needed to eat, we ate.\u00a0 <\/span>If I needed to cry, we cried.\u00a0 <\/span>If I needed to walk, we walked.\u00a0 <\/span>We ate good food, drank wine, and we continued to return to the Cape each year for fifteen years.\u00a0 <\/span>Each year a different problem for one or the other of us to vent.\u00a0 <\/span>Each year a new adventure or not.\u00a0 <\/span>Each year a renewal of our friendship as Summer Sisters as she so appropriately named us.<\/span><\/p>\n

Among \u00a0<\/span>the things that I am most grateful for in my ever changing life; my Summer Sister without whom I would never have found my confidence again, would never have believed that I would come out of all the chaos, would never have ventured to the Cape and grown to love it the way I do. <\/span><\/p>\n

Happy Birthday Kyle<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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