Today is my foster granddaughter's last day of kindergarten. I'm standing in for her mom, at the pizza party. I think I'll get some flowers for the teacher on my way there. It's been a big year for my little granddaughter, and from being nervous and overwhelmed she is now relaxed and happy. She's toughened up that little bit they have to do, but which makes me nostalgic for her little self pre-big playground. Next year she will be a girl, in that world that it is ruthless and ecstatic, confusing and connected. Girls are hard on each other. But they know how to make allies and bond for superhuman strength. She is a tiger, and she will do well.
Afterward, I'm going for a walk with a dear friend, to catch up and check base with each other. We bonded over our kids, but have remained friends through the tragedies and comedies of our lives. We've have been there for each other at so many important events: weddings, funerals, graduations, bat and bar mitzvahs, Christmas eves, summer vacations. And now that web supports us throughout every minute of our lives.
My granddaughter is just beginning her web, and we have the luxury of swinging in our old network like kids in a hammock. What goes around comes around.
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