Better Late Than Never

I'm willing to say that it was a year ago, or even more, when I crossed paths with Alisha, a good friend from high school. I don't remember where we were, but I can assume the conversation went something like this, "Hey, how are you doing?" and, "What have you been up to?" Then it moved along to, "How many kids do you have?" and, "Where are you living now?" We came to the conclusion that we both lived on the same side of town, and not too far from a great park to play at. With all the good intentions in the world, I suggested that we get together sometime in the summer and take our boys to that same park.


Summer came, albeit a little late, and left all too soon. I'll admit that I didn't completely forget about going to the park with her, it probably crossed my mind more than once over the course of the summer. I don't remember what my (what seemed to be) good reasons were at the time for not calling Alisha, but in retrospect I could have made it happen. And I should have made it happen. I probably would have felt less sheepish when I saw her a couple months ago. 


To make good on an offer I made too long ago, I finally got in touch with Alisha. We decided to meet up at The Family Center since it would be too cold for the boys to play outside. (And the escalators in the mall always are a hit with the kids.) It felt great to catch up, maybe a little more thoroughly this time. 

So for a morning I would have otherwise sat at home trying to entertain Grayson, we went out and had a great time.  


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