I am about to board the plane for my 16th annual Martin Luther King weekend wih my mom, my cousin, my aunt and a collection of other female friends and relatives. Over the years we have had the opportunity to see each other through births, deaths, illnesses, marriages, divorces, and many other life changes and rites of passage. In addition to all that intense bonding, we work in shopping trips, movies, high tea and lazy mornings hanging out in our PJ’s.
The location for our weekend rotates between each of our houses. This year, we are based in Walnut Creek, so we will be taking San Francisco by storm.
I can’t wait for the festivities to begin. I’m thinking that next year it may be time to invite the next generation to join us!