In December, my book group meets for an overnight in the city but, of course, with Covid changes, we didn’t meet last year, and now, today we are journeying to San Francisco for lunch. We’ll take the ferry. I search for my Clipper cards and find four. Then, I dress up, well I dress up for me, and put on clothes I haven’t worn in all this time. Very exciting.
We never took our gatherings for granted, and yet, these days, there is an even more intense awareness of gratitude for ability, connection, togetherness, and health.
Emily Dickinson: Beauty is not caused. It is.