The Paparazzi

Thank you, Janice, for making a space in your home for our children to reconnect after months apart, and for all this love and friendship and assurance of being loved to bloom. We took pictures of them, gazing upon the way they still cuddle like puppies, not much different from how they entwined themselves in kindergarten, where they first met, and where their mothers first became friends. And then they turned the tables and photographed us, trying to get us to do a sorority pose. It was a good evening of post-Thanksgiving pot luck and simple, uncomplicated friendship, fifteen years and two generations strong.