She Sat Me by the Kitchen at My Son’s Wedding — So I Burned It All Down With One Phone Call

friends.

Real friends—the kind who choose to be in your life, not the kind who are obligated by blood.

Claire from work brought her famous lasagna.

My neighbor Tom brought wine.

My book club friends filled my dining room with laughter and conversation that had nothing to do with anyone’s children or grandchildren.

We talked about books and politics and continue reading …