It was so much fun hanging out with them, like having all the rewards of mothering smart, beautiful daughters, without having to endure what all mothers have to go through to reach the point where everyone is sitting in a restaurant on Fishermen's Wharf, laughing and enjoying a meal together.
Chelsea did great (this was her fifth (!) jump), although she did hurt her ankle.
The whole day has been unbelievable. Here I am, on the other side of the country, in a place i had not heard of a few months ago. I did not know places like this existed. But they do, and I belong here.
I am getting a lot of wear out of my wool sweater from Norway. The temps have been in the forties, and it has been grey and dark. Patricia Hoben texted me from Vero, saying it is in the 80s there. I am glad for them and the other tourists, but i am loving this chill.