Con Mis Amigas

Last night I went out with some of my girls.  These were a few of the girls who have been in my life for more than half of it at this point.  We drove around together - hitting up an Applebee's, a Spencer's going out of business sale (bachelorette party needs) and ending our night at Wal-Mart for some picture taking fun.  We were goofy, we were free - we were very much aware of one another.  And in many ways, we felt 18 again.

We came together in order to try and bring some comfort to one of us.  The Painter lost her father this week.  Truly bringing comfort to someone in this situation is next to impossible.  Making someone laugh when there's so much heavy in their life is a tough job but I was glad we had the honor of doing it.

Laughter is often the best medicine.  It may not fix anything in the end but it can - at least for a while - cover up the cough.