It’s an interesting word, ‘Togetherness.’ For so many it means family or a party or Christmastime dinner. For me, it’s a room of happy-joy with people I like. I don’t have any siblings, and I don’t know what it is like to sit around a Christmas tree with lots of family and kids running around. My family is tiny. At most there are six of us in one place at one time.
A Paragon meeting looks like every holiday in a silly movie. We get together, we gab, play games, help each other, help others, help ourselves (to wine...) Sometimes I look around and I can’t help but smile when I look at our gaggle of smart, funny, creative, beautiful women. We are such a group, such a manifestation of togetherness. I can feel the hope we have the world and each other. There’s a real sense the other members hope and support you in whatever you’re doing this week or next.
At this annual installation dinner, we remember a year of good times, funny activities, silliness, hard work, and volunteering. I can’t help but remember a year of feeling togetherness. It’s a beautiful thing, this ‘togetherness’ thing.