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kinship in kinsale.

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flew across the world

to visit the beautiful country of ireland

and

on my journey

i went to

kinsale, county cork

where i met

one of my fellow bloggers

a wonderful woman 

tric

of

https://mythoughtsonapage.com

who writes

with honesty

and

a wicked irish sense of humor

about 

life’s ups and downs

and 

how to get through it all

and

it was quickly clear

from the moment we met

that

we are long-lost irish sisters.


“friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another, ‘what! you too? i thought i was the only one.”

– c.s. lewis

kinsale, county cork, ireland

friend.

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944954_1419290001509262_1843094285054730035_n“mel comes over at least five or six nights a week.

it’s over 60 years now, we’ve been friends.

we watch television

looking for good movies or television shows that we like.”

–carl reiner, who turned 94 yesterday


a friend is what the heart needs all the time. – henry van dyke

 

credit: purpleclover.com

the struggle is real.

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my friend/great mother of 5 active young children

is at it again –

the following quote was her post

yesterday on Facebook

and i think she’s great:

“Wishing I had a fairy godmother…

Or maybe just a cleaning lady (or man).  

Kids are gross.

Nobody warns how gross they can be.

Do you know what words I uttered today?  –

” Who peed in the toothbrush rinse cup”?

Honestly …. The struggle is real.”

-nm

her friend replied –

“i like that, but remember that time your twins peed in the cat litter?”

anyone who isn’t confused really doesn’t understand the situation. – edward r. murrow

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m: ‘i’m finished with class and just working, so let me know when you’re ready to go.’

me: ‘come now!!!! )))’

m: ‘coming out now.’

(i shut down my computer, pack up, walk upstairs, chit chat with colleagues, look out the door for m – my loyal carpool partner. who works in our high school, while i work in our kindergarten. we coordinate schedules each day. our buildings are one minute away from each other. we share a campus. we share rides to and from school. we share a friendship and a level of understanding each other, developed over hours spent together in a car, as willing captive audience members. i mill around. chit chat some more. visit two classrooms. look out window. more time passes. i check my phone to see if she got waylaid along the way.)

i look down and see this:

m: ‘you drove. right?’

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oh.

yes, yes i did.

i head to my car,

(without further milling or chatting or texting),

it’s waiting in my parking lot,

right where i left it this morning,

to pick up m.

we make eye contact.

m gets in the car.

we realize that each of us was waiting to be picked up by the other.

it could have been a very long wait.

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one drove.

one did not.

we leave. we wind down from the day. we laugh.

one of us got confused today.

we don’t name names.