|Caitlin - Colony Hotel Palm Beach 12/'19|
My friend Caitlin sent along this wonderful article from the Insider. A wonderful read.
Last evening Caitlin and I enjoyed a wonderful Palm Beach evening. Below is a paragraph that Caitlin shared from her growing up years. Such a shared experience that we all can understand.
t's a funny thing. I remember being at home, sick, on the couch in the living room with my pillow and blanket, I don't think I was going to school yet so I must have been 5 years old. My mother went across the street to the little grocery store on the corner and I took the opportunity to trade my pajamas for a really old full slip that was at the bottom of the clothes hamper. It was way big but I remember looking at the straps going over my shoulders and feeling the silkiness of the material against my skin. I knew it was right. When she returned minutes later I showed her my new find. I think she smiled. She let me wear it for the rest of the afternoon but made me change before my father got home from work. Then she took it and hid it somewhere and I never saw it again. In a way, it didn't matter. I knew what was right. I knew the feeling. I would spend the rest of my life looking for it.