reunion

Yesterday, four women held a reunion of a now-defunct woman-only book group. It met at my house for five years, starting 19 years ago. We read books only by women. We'd snack on goodies and discuss, sometimes with no enthusiasm whatsoever. But usually we'd have a rollicking conversation.

We are all strong, have lots of opinions, are well-educated (whether formally or not), and have amazingly diverse backgrounds. We range in age from 49 to 59. From the picture, you probably can't guess who is which age. It's hard for me to believe that any of us are as old, even, as 49.

Yesterday, we mostly caught up on our lives -- the sequels to the novels we were playing out back then. We talked a little about books, though not much, and a bit about politics, though again, not much. We are all in long-term relationships and fairly well settled in our lives. We are all, as far as I can tell, reasonably comfortable in our situations.

And we all clicked as if almost no time at all had passed. What a pleasure. I hope we do it again.