It’s a crystal clear Saturday, this last day of my sixties. I woke early with a butterfly-y feeling in my stomach, reminiscent of many other milestone occasions in my life.  However, it does feel different because I am going to be 70 tomorrow.

Tonight, friends who have been so important to my life will gather at a party planned by Peter with the help of our friend Tina.  I know nothing about what will happen.  What I do know is that these are all people who have enriched my life by being my friends.  We have shared (mostly) triumphs together, as well as some sadness. Peter often says “life isn’t fair”. He adds, “Thank God”.  

More when I am 70.