The lovely tribe that I wrote about in this post descends upon our happy home this weekend, cramming everyone into our little space like we did way back in our college years. It’s a celebration of us turning or about to turn 50, as well as the 30th year of my friendship with them. It also marks a rare summer gathering for us – we usually get together around the holidays in Boston – but summer is always lighter and more carefree.
They’ll be part of our Island Summer, escaping to our lovely little landlocked isle and all of its perfectly and quirkily contradictory aspects for a weekend. It’s a badly-needed moment of reconnection for my favorite people in the world, especially in the darkened and dim world we have going on right now.
Happy Friday – enjoy the weekend, and your chosen family.
