Hello Jo,

I enjoyed your Sunday story.

Even as a child, I never was fond of Sundays.

These days if the weather is decent, I try to make a meetup with a friend.

Today I pulled a listless" Pearl of the Pavillion", (see Saturday I came out of the Closet") of her funk.

We walked to the park chatted, walked around then went for pizza.

I'm grateful for the girl friends I've "cultivated" that are contemporaries.

It's medicine for our souls. We can commiserate, as we share, and then laugh. These ladies have become dear, even as we are NOT old friends. I've lost those to Florida or Heaven.