Naturally, they fought. And there were some doozies! One fight was so bad that one of the girls dropped out of the group. They were an exclusive group who would not accept just anyone. One governor’s wife tried to join them, but she turned out to be such a bore, they discreetly found a way to keep her out. Even now, as they are in their 90s and some have died, they continue to meet. My grandmother’s friends never left Cuernavaca and they will all likely die there. My mother and I have always longed to have a set of friends like this. But distance and time make it more difficult. We live in a society that is constantly on the go and where being in touch or finding long lost friends has never been so easy. I can phone, email, text, Skype, Facebook any of my friends at any time. And yet. There is no quality time. And so this year began auspiciously for me. One family, who has become dear friends, did come to our dinner party. We drank champagne, ate delicious food, laughed and enjoyed some quality time. It was definitely worth the effort.