The Screecher

My friend turned 50 last weekend. She and three of her friends went to Top Golf. One of the friends asked me to come and surprise the birthday girl there. So of course I went. I waited until they were settled in and then I sort of sidled up to their group and said “Don’t I know you?”  My friend went crazy; crying, hugging, screeching (yes, she’s a screecher) and Oh my gosh it felt so good to be swept up in that kind of emotion. And we all sat in our “bay” and talked and drank and ate and laughed, laughed, laughed. With the exception of putting on a mask to go to the restroom it felt like a completely normal evening.  I had been feeling a little down before I went; pandemic burn out, Zoom exhaustion, lock down listlessness, call it what you will.  But the look of joy on my friend’s face wiped it all away in an instant.  

So I guess the moral of the story is no matter how bad the circumstances in your life, someone who loves you (preferably a screecher) makes it better.

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