We text first: Can you make it today?
The responses: Yes. Yes. No. Yes.
We type in the password, enter the room online.
It is not the same as being together. There are no warm hugs.
Instead, we wave and smile.
We share our lives, laugh together, read scriptures, ask each other questions. We dig deeper than expected. Unearth bits of wisdom, joy, tears.
These women keep me alive on the hard days. Encourage me, remind me to love and accept love, to laugh and to sing.
Prayers are lifted up.
Amen, until we meet again.
“I write because the words are there, bone deep. I write for those who take refuge in books. I write because I am a writer.” – the writer