Life Full Circle

Day six of my road trip and I guessed I blinked because life came full circle today. I woke up in Southport at my boarding school roommate, Nancy’s house. She made me a fabulous breakfast and is now in the running for “best breakfast for a free loading house guest” award. We sat on her porch in our PJ’s enjoying a frittata with perfect summer berries on the side and I remembered what was so great about Connecticut summers. Not that I ever had such a nice breakfast at home in Wilton growing up, but the cool morning was reminiscent of my childhood.

I reluctantly departed still wanting to continue the conversations we were having, but I had a three hour drive to Massachusetts and a new baby to see. My flower girl from our wedding, Cory, whose wedding to Eric I attended on the Cape last summer had just given birth six weeks ago to a darling daughter, Sawyer. I had to go and get my hands on that sweet baby while she was still the size that Cory was when I knew her at birth. It hardly seems possible that the baby I played with and baked birthday cakes for was now a mother with a baby all her own.

I spent three wonderful hours visiting a Cory and Eric, holding Sawyer and seeing their wonderful house they are renovating. They have an antique house that has a wonderful barn attached with lots of plans to utilize all the cool spaces. I love when young people embrace old houses and see them for the beauties they are. It was a short visit, but I will be back in Boston often over the next four to five years and will be able to watch both Sawyer’s and the house’s progress.

From Cory’s I had a short trip to my great Walker’s friend Stori’s house where I get to stay for the next two nights. Stori and I went to her club to join her husband John for some drinks on the lawn before dinner. We talked with some of the other members who were interesting and delightful pure Yankees with excellent manners.  
Stori and John are obviously well loved by all the kids who worked there and many of them knew of my existence because they said, “Are you Stori’s friend from high school?” The love that Stori and I have for each other is long standing and eternal. I could see from her young friend’s knowledge that I was coming for a visit that she was looking forward as much as I was to our reunion. It feels like I have scaled many lifetimes in my visits today. Somehow I feel younger, being with such old friends.