Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I've just spent a long time talking to my childhood friend about traveling, the state of our minds, and our kids.  We always end up laughing at our silliness, but reveling in it as well.  I've known her since we were eight years old.  We immediately became best friends when she moved to the town where I then lived, and we've kept council ever since.  We are both tribal gals, caring for our kids and grandkids, and other people's kids as well.  She was a teacher for the gifted in elementary school, and I taught elementary, high school and college kids.  We love children.  I cannot remember a time when I didn't think of having children, even as a child myself, and I am sure she'd say the same.  We really enjoy children.  I used to think I wanted seven children, because my parents had friends who had seven boys, lived on a farm, and seemed to be so happy.  Helping my older cousin out with her four kids solidified my love of kids, and four seemed the perfect number.  Ironically, she lost a son at 21 and I've now lost my daughter.  So when I talk to her on the phone, I know she knows just what I'm feeling.  I count my blessings for having had four children for so many years.  And now I have rich memories as well.