When our friend passed away days after one of our lunch gatherings, my heart or my head wasn’t open to organizing or meeting with old school pals again. I did state I would attend if someone else initiated it. Pam, Pam and I met earlier this year and then again today including Joyce. I want to think our sweet and dear friend, Cathy, is smiling about that and was with us in spirit. My tears as I type this tell me I was wishing more than that. I. MISS. HER! We had a great time, a couple of hours seemed like mere minutes, but we laughed and loved and vowed to do it again.