Book Club Reunion

Debbie and I originated our book club around 2006 when we were both 
relatively new to our neighborhood.

We were all busy young moms and our group of eight to ten didn't always discuss the books in detail.
(Most months there were always a few who hadn't read: "You didn't have time to read? 
We don't want to spoil it for you. It was soooo good!") 
And we ended up spending the evening talking about everything else happening in life.
Highs and lows, concerns and triumphs, advice and listening ears.
And that was really what I wanted from a monthly group -- friends who I could share anything with.

We took our book selection seriously, bringing recommendations and Goodreads reviews,
to our September meeting always outdoors on someone's backyard patio on a beautiful fall evening.

Some other fun traditions were:
*Meeting at Lindseys house in November because she had her Christmas decorations up early.
*December chats at Porcupine Grill
*Once a year reading a book with a new movie adaptation.
(Remembering the year I wouldn't go to the movie The Light Between Oceans because the book had been soooo sad and traumatic for me!)

Always yummy treats.
And the best part: Our book club met at 8:00 and didn't leave until way after 11:00!
Yes, we were tired. But it was so fun to have a night out enjoying each other's company and plenty of time to catch up.

In 2019, Debbie moved to Oregon. 
In 2020, I was in writing classes and my priorities centered more around writing my book
and more nights "in" to write rather than looking for opportunities to get "out."
I think everyone's lives and family responsibilities were changing, 
and when the pandemic started and ended gatherings, our book club fizzled.

But my friendships with these ladies will always be extra special to me.

***

Debbie was in town last week so we decided not only to have a reunion, but discuss my book. 
We were small in number, but huge in heart.
Even with recent deaths of loved ones and other traumas, 
everyone agreed that reading about the Miller's family grief was validating and cathartic.

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