Celebrate!

In honor of all the celebrations that arise at this time of year! A celebration arises, a party as I ponder. Suddenly, I’m whisked to age seven, elbow to elbow with like-aged girls wearing ponytails and tank tops around a picnic table on the back porch. Rainbow Brite doll rests on my lap, Footloose be-bops in the background, a birthday blessing belted aloud. Now, I’m twelve, summer air breezes, a feast at Uncle Kenny’s home of food and frolic. I nudge the grown men to let me join horseshoes, a game of ping-pong and pool played, a lazy unwind in…