Defining Moments

Had no intention of marking this anniversary.  I did so last year, reflecting on the ride that has been Love, Shirley Temple.  But as Facebook loves to do, memory reminders  were sent to several of us who were there at that fateful event in Morristown two years ago.  Those reminders turned into posts, which turned into discussions, which opened the emotional floodgates…for me, at least.  But what else is new?

Since you asked….it’s friendships.  Not necessarily “new” as in “just formed,” but new as in cemented over these two years.  Those that started out as simply Shirley friends are much more than that.  Case in point: Palooza Part Two.  Spent the better part of five days running around CA with my Shirley posse, and I know I’m not alone in saying we belonged together.  Several of us are currently experiencing withdrawal symptoms.

I think I said this last year, but it’s even more incredible now.  It’s a rare thing to be able to look back at a moment, an experience, and say, “That’s when it happened.  That’s when my life changed.”  Weddings, births, deaths….those are the expected moments.  But the L, ST exhibit in May of 2015 in Morristown, NJ set me on an unimagined course.  Fulfillment like nothing I’ve ever known.

To all the people that have been a part of this journey that shows no sign of stopping, the Colonel salutes you.  And loves you. ❤