My Thursday started at 5am.
By 5pm I was running on fumes and the agenda was still full. Not a great combination. The plans? Drinks with friends, then a show. I could have talked myself out of going.
I didn't. And the moment I walked in, I knew. A cocktail, some snacks, the right people across the table. I was exactly where I needed to be. My friend and I both drive Jeep Wranglers. Our husbands both hate them. We found this unreasonably funny.
That's the thing about going out with good friends. It fills you up in a way you didn't even know you were empty.
TODAY’S PICKS
THE FEATURE
What Dating In Your 50s Actually Teaches You
It has nothing to do with who you find.
THE REFLECTION
How Do You Become a Caregiver When You’re Still Someone’s Daughter?
Caregiver is a role most of us never saw coming. This article asks the question a lot of us are sitting with right now — how do you make it part of who you are?
THE WILDCARD
The Word “Nostaglia” Used To Be A Disease.
And the treatment was even stranger than the diagnosis.
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My answer:
Last night. Laughs. Hugs. Good Music. Better Friends.
