Last night was a lovely reminder of the power of girlfriends. My dear friend Steph, with whom I went to college, traveled to China and lived with for 2 1/2 years, came up for a visit and so after a spaghetti, garlic bread and chocolate pudding* supper at Cana we went out for drinks at a local restaurant called the Union. While I am oh so blessed to have lots of close girlfriends in my life (two of whom live right down the alley), I sometimes forget the innate power that long conversations with close friends can have. Problems that seem all-consuming or fears of one’s own unique struggles are almost always assuaged by those long rambly conversations in which the biggest part of what we tell each other is “You are wonderful. Everything will be okay. I care about you.” And somehow instead of feeling like cliches, hearing those things as the undercurrent of advice and conversation, ends up making one feel so much better about life and all the good and bad things currently happening. I honestly don’t know what I would do without my girlfriends and the many ways they support me.