I went to medical school with Vikram. We were tank partners, which meant that we shared a cadaver for gross anatomy— a weird bond that we’ll have for the rest of our lives. When we met, neither of us had any kids. But look at us now. Vikram and Kavitha bravely flew from Houston to Connecticut and then DROVE to Montreal for the weekend with their three beautiful kids.
It’s crazy, because I remember Anjali being born. She’s seven now. And seven seems SO big compared to Sonya and Leena.
I was amazed by how well the girls got along. There was a lot of running around in circles. It was fascinating to watch Sonya try to copy Anjali. She wanted so badly to be older, to do the kinds of things that Anjali could do.
It was such a short visit, and mobilizing our crew of kids took some effort— so mostly we caught up, ate food, lounged around the house, went to the park, saw the neighborhood, and visited Old Montreal by the St. Lawrence River.
We all rode in a Quadcycle. Each adult took a turn behind the wheel. Sonya and Anjana had the best seats.
After we ate a nice Italian dinner and saw the cathedral— Sonya met a horsey.
This morning, we were sad to watch our friends drive away. We won’t see them again until Christmas. So much will have happened by then!
There’s nothing like getting together with old friends to remind me of how much time has passed… I am no longer in my twenties!