there’s arrival.

moments in your life when you aha, let that belly breath out, and even your pinkies grin.

a first kiss, an oscar nomination, a standing, stiff souffle.

and then there’s THE email from karey:

telling me not only that tamara the camera had swung a spot in yesterday’s shoppe window; but my less than nutritious dietary divulgence made truffle girls bulletin as well.

this surpasses giddy gulps of air and smiles un-surpressed.

this is an entirely different bowlful of happy.

i’m binge eating and breaking out into involuntarily head bangs all across the county.  it’s intoxicated anxiety i haven’t seen the likes of since grease came out in dvd.

thank you miss karey. you inspire me daily.

i will wear this grateful dress always.