Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Kachina Country Day School

Kachina's gone. I hadn't thought about the school in years until Shana texted me yesterday to say that it was gone. Fenced up, no building visible, just gone. Shana started out there.
So did Shawn. I even worked there part-time for a couple of years running some developmental testing on the preschoolers. But all I could think about was my book club. That's where we all started, back in 1995. We were just a bunch of moms, getting our kids settled in their cute classrooms with non-traditional, warm and fuzzy teachers, then circling each other in the courtyard, wondering if we could be friends since our kids were, grabbing some tea at the caf√© down the street and then, eventually, leaving the kids with the hubbies once a month and driving out into the night to meet for book club, where the words and wine and laughs flowed. Next up, planned after a dozen more texts with stunned and thankful we're still around  Divas, a mother-offspring Champagne toast on the closed campus.

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