It has been too long. So much has happened since the election - connecting with old friends, losing our sweet doggie Liu, getting ready to dance and sing on Parliament Hill, Dillon getting an agent (woo-hoo!), Gabrielle turning eighteen, Poppie celebrating eighty-eight, and more.
Where does the time go, exactly? When I read the first message on Facebook from my grade school friend, Leanne, it seemed like only yesterday that we were sitting up late in her parents' kitchen, laughing ourselves silly over boys and Strawberry Tart cookies. And yet, it has been more than a dozen years since we last saw one another. Looking at all these old friends and acquaintances, I find myself remembering little bits of life as it was, and I wonder how exactly life got to be the way it is now. Sometimes, it seems like I blinked and the world changed. Sometimes, it seems like it has been eons, and the world has hardly changed at all. I can look in the mirror sometimes and see the face of my mother, and then, ten minutes later, the same reflection looks like the girl of twenty-one. Somehow, though, it doesn't seem the slightest bit strange to see such things.
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