Well not every week is good, right? And I’m doing my best, starting to walk better. Not bad for the Dancing Queen. But the fact is the past few months have taken a toll and that makes me mad. I have lived my life raising too many kids, having a really happy life playing tennis etc. and now I feel down in the dumps. Phooey! Happy is better. So I called my tennis pal from the old days and she drove over. What a treat!
She’s twenty years younger than me-who isn’t? yet we were the best tennis partners ever for years. And when I opened the door to see her smiling face, the sun shone. Oh yes. We laughed and talked for a couple of years rehashing tennis moves and life in general. Perfect.
Way to go, dearest buddy, way to go.
Love to all from Charmaine