Inquiring after my friendships, my Grandmother used to ask me, “Do you have a good gang?” I never understood this as a teen. Did she think I lived in a Little Rascals movie? As an adult I understand. She grew up in 1930s Brooklyn (not the movie version) where she needed her “gang” to help her get through what can’t have been the easiest life. So how about you, do you have a good gang? I’m guessing yes. Friends, family, we have to be grateful for the people in our lives who support us. Tell them you love them this weekend.
Be well and love well.