The past few months have been troubling on the health front. I've been through a variety of tests and still no answers. At least I know it's not cancer. The specialist called to say "Nothing to see, that's the good news." I'm sort of figuring I'll just let it be. I've lived with worse pain over the years. This will either go away or actually develop into something they can figure out. Whatever.
One of my best friends came to visit last week. I have two "sisters" I consider my best friends. One I met at age 7 aboard ship to Hawaii, the other I met at age 18 my second year of art college. Though genetically not linked, we are linked through our life histories. We are intertwined as much as a strand of DNA. It was so good to have her here. We laughed as usual and shared our usual verbal shorthand. I already miss her.
I'm assuming these women were "sisters." DNA or no DNA, they were somehow linked and decided to get all gussied up and go out for a portrait. I'm glad they did. I hope they had a hell of a time out on the town.