I was once married for 100 years. 94.7 of those years were pretty bad. But I survived, and might even say that I’m the better or more damaged person for it.
100 years can be bad.
On the flip side, 100 years can be pretty fucking awesome.
I have a handful of girlfriends that I have been friends with for 100 years. These are the most awesome girls that you could have the pleasure of meeting, not to mention getting to know.
5 of us now live in, relatively, the same area. City girls now, that grew up in a hick town. I can’t see any of us returning to hickdom, at least not anytime soon.
We try to get together every month or two, which isn’t without its bumps. To get all 5 of us together is HARD!
Last night 4 of us made it! It’s always so good and so comfortable to be together. They are the sisters I never had.
I am very lucky.
Last night we had sushi, a little sake, got caught up, laughed, hugged…
It was good.
Everyone should be so fortunate.