Life Through Someone Else's Eyes
It's a new year so maybe I'll start writing again. In fairness, I write a fair amount I don't publish because it's angry or whiny. Neither is how I want to be remembered. We spent our New Years Eve in Baltimore on a frigid cold night waiting for fireworks. We went to the Kona Grill as we have in years past. I love their aquarium and there's something there we all like, so it's a perfect way to end the year. Our waitress was interesting. At first I guessed she was around my age. Then I figured she was younger. She was chatty with my girls. I thought she was just being friendly but then she talked to us for a bit. She had a lot of thoughts about the fact my teenage girls were with me on this party night - and they were there voluntarily. She told us a brief rendition of her life story - pregnant and unmarried at 25, later married with a couple of kids and a step daughter (so I'll assume a divorce and remarriage in there but I didn't actually