My friend Brittney recently moved to New York. A conversation,
She asked how long I’d been in New York, and I told her, and then she asked how I did it, living in this big city all by myself.
I said I didn’t mind it at all, and that I found it very easy to meet people in New York.
“Family is everything. It is everything. It is all we have.”
She said it with such gravity, such certainty, that it sounded perfectly true.
I suggested that perhaps without family, friends could serve as companions. She shook her head no and took a drag off a nearly-gone cigarette.
I am looking forward to the day when my Annie decided it’s okay to be friends with her Momma again. These college years must have been torture for my mom, too. Family is everything. And I’m missing my baby girl today.
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