On a May afternoon when I was a sophomore in college, I sat on my dorm bed and waited for the phone to ring (down the hall!). My sister-in-law was in labor. After an interminable wait, I learned that I had a beautiful niece named Wendy.
Today, sixty-three years later, Wendy is a successful entrepreneur, author and speaker. But we have not been close.
On Friday evening. Peter and I spent two hours catching up with Wendy and her husband Hal. We chatted and laughed like the good friends we should have been all along. I have no idea how or why it took so long to happen, but I am thrilled to have her back in my life. And when this pandemic thing ends, we will celebrate.