Reuniting the Masses

And so it begins. The request has been dispersed for family and friends to join Pete and me on Orcas Island in September.

These invites took some time. I folded them from old National Geographic magazine pages. Lace helped a bit, but besides that I did them largely on my own. I loved folding them. Most of them were done watching August Rush and Darjeeling Limited (both really good movies) and flying to and from Tara's wedding in FL listening to Oprah and Eckhart talk about living a life that goes beyond our over-caffeinated minds. It was the best use of time in the sky ever.

The envelope folding was Zen. The print carving was super fun too. I messed up the first one but the second came out perfecto.

So now we wait until September for the gathering of the peeps. 

Just back from Jason and Nesreen's wedding on Sanibel Island. My oh my...sun, sand, mojitos, late nights with old friends, dolphins swimming near us as we lingered in the perfect temperature Gulf of Mexico. It has been probably 20 years since I visited this island and I look forward to returning soon.

So many highlights and I haven't the creativity at the moment to do them justice. The picture of Eva Luna Cohen, the daughter of my beautiful friends, Susie and Sean tells the tale well I think. Smiles and warm, melty chocolate. Nourishment, nurturing, indulging...a lot. So many friends I miss that live scattered around this country and others. 

Some of them have little ones and I am sad to not be a regular part of their lives. To see them grow and take first steps and learn new words. Sydney said 'bubbles' this weekend and 'yellow'.

Eva Luna (chocoface) told me a story about running and jumping into a pile of clothes she had just inherited from a bigger girl friend who outgrew them. She told me she squealed while she jumped and demonstrated the squeal. Priceless. She danced with us for hours to the movin' rhythm of the salsa and reggae beats. Amazing little expressive people they are becoming. 

I miss my friends that are scattered. There are those that come in and out of your life and you think of them on occasion. But some come in and stay, no matter where they are. Some you think of often, even if you don't speak often.

I've always hoped my wedding would be a time to reunite my masses...my people...my sweet and important roots.

The people that helped me be who I am.

Some will make it, some won't. I am from all of them.