Beautiful city. Beautiful location. Beautiful ceremony.
Beautiful dress. Beautiful bride. Beautiful marriage.

I went away for a weekend and when I returned, this is how my cat showed he had missed me…

(at least, that’s how I choose to see it)

As Marceau has grown up, he’s become sweeter and sweeter. He used to be kind of a pain in the ass, but out relationship has grown over time. He’s always happy to see me and curls up right next to me in the bed and purrs and purrs. Sometimes he’ll come over to the chair I sit in while typing at the computer, lay himself down underneath my feet and wait for me to move toward the bed. Or he’ll follow me from room to room ~ He will lie down, get comfortable and then look utterly perturbed when I move back to the other room. And last night, he curled up next to me, rested his head on my arm, started to purr and we fell asleep together as he started to drool. Now, that’s love!

Today I heard the sad news that my oldest friend’s Mom passed away at the end of last week. One is never prepared for the news of someone’s death, especially of someone who doesn’t seem to be old enough to pass. I am in shock despite my knowing she was ill.

Dear girl friends of mine,

I am so happy to have you all in my life… Though our lives have taken us to such different places (Utah, London, New York City, Virginia, Texas, Washington, Oregon and of course, Los Angeles) I am always so thrilled to see you!

When the built in reunions (weddings & bachelorette parties) lose their frequency, let’s be sure to continue to to get together and play. I am lit from within for days after seeing you…nostalgic with memories, proud of your accomplishments, tickled by your senses of humor and delighted to know you.

Thank you all for who you are!
Love,
*Ali

Dear you,

It was so lovely to grab my cell phone today and see your name flashing back at me. I wish your calling didn’t surprise me so. I sense that we have more in common than either of us know. I wish I knew you better. I wish we had a full history of memories, but I suppose it’s never too late to start creating them.

I was glad to hear the distantly familar timber of your voice. I am glad you called!

I hope that our paths cross very soon…

Much love,
*Ali