Hey Mama Goose,
If you knew Suzie like I know Suzie is the beginning of an old song and also the name of my oldest and dearest friend. We bonded in kindergarten, when we smacked foreheads as we simultaneously attempted to kiss Dickie Gogan . Sixty five years later that bond remains super glue strong.
After college graduation our paths diverged. I sped down the highway of corporate America chasing the Brinks armor car bulging with money. Suzie mounted a white horse and loped over hill and dale eradicating illiteracy in rural areas. Despite physical separation and philosophy differences we are soul mates connected at the heart level and have served as a constant in each other’s lives.
Suzie’s seventieth birthday is next week. Luckily we both can walk and talk at the same time, so as a birthday surprise I arranged a leisurely trip to England and Ireland. Once again we still smack heads, thankfully not lunging to kiss the same male, but over money. I have it. She doesn’t. I’m a generous giver and she’s a lousy receiver. Since this is a milestone birthday, no isn’t an option in my mind. However pride builds a mighty strong wall. She’s coming to my house for our standard birthday get together. I want to create a mood which will facilitate a graceful acquiescence.
Soul Mate Twin
Dear Soul Mate Twin, What an absolutely lovely story. I’m envious of your friendship. Thank you for sharing.
I made my decision, before I even finished reading your note. What is more English than high tea? It will act as a prequel to the real trip to Tea Time Land. Sixty five years of friendship and a seventieth birthday elicits reflection. I suspect Suzie will be honored to share the experience of this trip with her beloved friend.
So it feels appropriate to celebrate your get together quietly, but with the class and care mandated by the occasion. Bon Voyage!