Recently, a dear friend and I were celebrating her mother Willie’s 86th birthday with a glass (or two) of champagne. As we toasted, Willie beamed her way through the long list of surprises her friends and family have planned for her this year—her smile growing wider with every delight.
Just as we were finishing our final cheerful clink, Willie’s eyes lit up with the tiniest mischievous twinkle. She leaned in and whispered, “I think we need to have a sleepover… a slumber party! And maybe even a pillow fight!”
We all dissolved into laughter—only to discover later that she talked about it the whole way home. So now, of course, we must put a date on the calendar and make one more birthday wish come true. There will be plenty of pillows, plenty of powder rooms, and probably an extra air mattress or two, because it sounds like the guest list is growing by the minute.
Just goes to show: we’re never too old to wander back into childhood and relive a little magic.
Who will have the most fun—Willie… or me?
Let the planning begin! More to come on this whimsical adventure next year!
