Saturday solo parenting. A birthday party at the science museum. Pizza, chocolate cake, kids running jumping climbing. No naps. Traffic. Killing time naming flowers in the yard: dandelion, lilac, violet. Later a 40th birthday party for one of my best friends. A backyard bash with a fire pit and a band. The yard looks out on the marsh, setting sun. I see so many old familiar faces, people I haven’t seen in years. The band is playing all the right songs, and there are moments I’m transported back to high school, college, my twenties. Singing and cake and cold night air and good conversation. April ends on a high note.
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