Reflecting as I drove out this morning to do the first of a short series of errands, that over the last two or three years I have been increasingly thankful for a cadre, or a bevy, or maybe a squad, of amiable and competent young women who are at present clustered around the "party of the first part," here, and bending their impressive talents and efforts to keeping me healthy, solvent, and secure. We all know it takes a village etc. to raise a child? I think it also takes a fair-sized village to keep the ol' lady on her feet and on the move.
There is my new physician -- who, blessedly, LISTENS. And her clinic-pharmacist -- a consultant, whose conversations with me are completely uncontaminated by retail considerations. (There is also a splendid pharmacist who does dispense my prescriptions but also goes to bat with my insurer on my behalf and sorts out the bureaucrats.)
And there is my new insurance broker, who phoned me a year and a half ago to say, "I think I can save you some money..." and then did.
And a duo of bankers...who discuss, and advise, and encourage, and then say -- "you go have some fun, and we'll see if we can make you some money, here."
Not to say that there aren't older women, and men, for whose professional skill and generosity I'm not profoundly grateful too. But tonight, I give thanks for "the girls" who brighten my calendar in the ways I've described.