There are two women in my life, whose friendships have blossomed during this chapter, whose sharings and responses to mine are sensitive and never rushed and whose very beings I treasure. Each has passed the nine decade mark, and I wonder if this fact in itself, is why we take time with each other. Time. We have no desire to move quickly on to the next thing. We enjoy connecting, giving and receiving, we do it often, and because of this, love sits with us.
Love.