Life in Geezerville: Girls in the Hood Edition

OK...I guess calling us girls is a bit of a stretch... we are geezers after all and we have not been "girls" in a long time...but what else should I call us...Old Ladies  or Girl Geezers  or LOLs ... all of those are not melodic and frankly I don't like them. We're "girls in the 'hood" and that's what we will stay.

I love the girls in the 'hood. They help each other out in so many ways, I want to brag on it. 

One of us was feeling cranky and down, so she was "kidnapped" and brought to one of the local hot tubs for several hours of R and R. Another had a birthday so we gathered around and had a celebration with laughter and presents. Another was put on a strict diet and the girls protected her from the "bad" food she was not supposed to have. Another retired and the girls had cupcakes to celebrate her liberation. Another of us had surgery and could not get around, and there was food  brought to her kitchen for days on end. Another was "babysat" every morning while her husband had a hospital treatment.  Another had a block party to celebrate Saturday...no other reason, just to bring us together for a good time. Another...the list goes on and on. I'd be writing for days singing the virtues of the girls in my 'hood. We help each other in oh so many ways. 

I need to add that the boys in the 'hood are pretty spectacular too. With golf cart or walker or "shanks mare"  they visit each other every day. If a garage door is open, that's the only invitation needed to come over and "jaw" for a while. Every morning the boys find a friendly garage, pull out their chairs and talk and laugh. When the sun sneaks into the garage, they move to a garage that's still in the shade. The boys look after each other with comaraderie and love. I don't know if they would admit it, but they love each other as much as the girls love each other. 

Some of this is organized; some of it is impromptu, all of it is just plain wonderful.  All of it is filled with love. What a 'hood! What are the chances that 20 random families would move into a random block in a random subdivision and bond with each other so deeply and so well? 

I don't know the answer to that question. I do know that this girl is so happy to live in this 'hood with all of the girls (and "boys" too). Being in a Geezerville 'hood is a GOOD thing. Yesterday several of the girls celebrated my birthday. And, what a wonderful celebration it was. Thank you girls--one and all--it was the best birthday ever. I love the girls in the 'hood!

I say it time and again. The Geezers in Geezerville are very remarkable folks. We might be old, but we are not dead. We are very much alive. We stick together. We are not alone in the world. We love and share and hug. We are funny and fun. What a group! While we laugh and cry together...we have each other... and we keep moving on. We keep each other in our hearts and souls. We lift each other up. We keep each other grounded. Remember, we're all in this together.

Pictures modified by Brushstroke to protect the innocent.