Washington DC: and a tale of friendships

It's not like you don't give up anything when you move to an olive grove in Marrakesh.  Because, you see, you give up a lot.  Like friends who have known you for 20 or more years.  The kind of friends who whip up plates of cheese and bake cakes and open bottles of champagne for no other reason besides, well, you're around.

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And you see these friends every few months or every year and it's just the same.

IMG_0775 (2)But it's also different.  Because they've fallen in love and gotten married.  And you're not around to go to the movies with them.

                    Because you live in another country.

IMG_0770 (2)But regardless, when you get together you laugh and laugh about things that make no sense at all. 

        To anyone else that is.

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And you're so touched because those kids that you have now, well, your friends show them cool aps, and buy them presents, and take them for horseback riding lessons. 

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And your kids calls these friends Auntie and Uncle.  Even though they're not.

        But really...... they are.

IMG_0855 (2)Still the fact is that your kids don't see their Aunties and Uncles very often.

So don't think you don't give up anything to move to an olive grove in Marrakesh. 

                Because, frankly, you give up a lot.


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