Notes from Mama Mia

OK, so another weekend bites the dust. And trust me, there was plenty of 70's-80's music this weekend. Five couples from the "olde" neighborhood in Eden Prairie got together at our friends' cabin. I love the understatement of calling a northern Minnesota home a cabin. This place is palatial. I can't even imagine how many trees it took to build it. But build it and they will come. And that we did.

Simple fun. Boating, games, liquor, wine, food, dessert, Candy drawer, golf, bonfire, laughing, napping, girl talk, cigars, walking, jokes, music, dancing, candles, lost readers, shared readers, and even tears. Mark told a sweet story that we all were "just" friends. Kind of like, "Oh Jeff just called and he's coming over"...."No need to clean up, it's just Jeff"....get it....we all are "just friends". So all weekend, it was just this, just that.

Audrey just got back from her 25th birthday tour. She was wandering Scandinavia and Iceland. The traveller on the magical, mystery tour. She longs to see other places, meet new people. She keeps it interesting. Then came back to go to Lollapalooza in Chicago. Brandon and Reina went as well. They do dig their tunes. Wasn't that long ago that we were doing the same. Thank goodness for ITunes. Ryan just left tonight to go see his girl friend from freshman/sophomore year. She moved back to Milwaukee. Who knows where this will lead. We weren't overly excited...and he said that we were "uncool parents". But in the end, we were cool. No forbidden fruit. Got to find your own way. I can't believe he is a senior already. He is working on his portfolio. Need 12 original works and then you email them all over the country to find an artist residency, get into grad school, or even God forbid, get a job.

My mother just finished her final round of chemo. Fait complis. Six nasty sessions every three weeks. Breast cancer. The unlucky 1 out of 7. How can this be? I don't even believe it. Logic defies. Nevertheless, it was her fate. Let's pray that it is gone. The first half was horrible. Then after the halfway mark there was a light at the end of the tunnel. And now, relief. She will get her hair back in three to four months. Can she just now die peacefully in her sleep of old, very old age?.?.?