Hanging Out

I have mentioned before what a wonderful circle of friends I have; and I’ll say it again. I have a wonderful circle of friends.

Last night I was privy to being shuttled to a dear friend’s house for a convergence of the neighbourhood mama’s.  The five of us were comforted by our gracious hostess with wine and a small banquet of delicacies.  Of course I was nervous at being seen so broken and weak, but that quickly wore off as soon as we settled. It was a “put your big girl panties on, and get over it” ambience. I loved it. What’s done is done, learn and move forward.

We conversed and light heartily debated about Vespas, the coastline of France, our responsibility as parents to our children, Ducati motorcycles, the Montessori education system and on and on..

There is nothing more beguiling than taking a page out of real life and dissecting it amongst five vast and educated opinions, throw in some shit talk and it was perfection! As I looked around the room I saw such an array of diversity and accomplishment. Each of these women is confidently grounded and intimately powerful in her own way. A no nonsense crew who is willing to step up to the plate and grasp the task at hand.

Any one of the women can command a battalion at a moment’s notice with hair and wardrobe intact.

Un toast de célébration aux femmes qui peuvent faire une différence.

Bons Amis, bonne vie!