My first friends were my cousins and siblings. After eating early family dinners, we spent many Sunday evenings sprawled across our grandparents’ bed. We lay sated, entranced by the television, our limbs crossing limbs, our heads lying on each other’s thighs and stomachs, like we were playing a great game of Twister. We were not prepared to be separated by life, loss and time. Despite our journeys away from each other, our bond could only be stretched, never truly broken. During the pandemic, we connected online. Now, in middle age, we came back together for a joyful Sunday brunch. — Tonya Coats

Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging”, as I know each of these pieces represents something…