Small World Getting Smaller

I was supposed to be in New Paltz New York tonight at a dear friend's 40th birthday party. I really wanted to be there, but I really didn't want to drive there. In the end, I bagged and I feel bad about it. But I just didn't want to go into the new week feeling strange and exhausted.

We went to a first birthday party this afternoon for the daughter of one of my oldest friends. This family has been close to mine since about 1975. They even ended up buying the farm next to ours out in Western, MA.

Last time we went to one of their parties, we ran into one of Rich's former coworkers that we used to hang out with socially from time to time. He had married one of their cousins.

This time, there was a woman there who looked really familiar, but I couldn't place her. She and I were trying to figure out if we had just met at one of these parties before, but I didn't think that was it. Then she said she worked at Children's Hospital. "OH!" I said, "You're Dr ____." She's Eric's 'Tummy Doctor', aka Pediatric Gastrointerologist. We LOVED her when we met her in September, and I was so pleased to have a personal connection to the GI's at Children's. I had noticed that she had the same last name as the husband of one of the sisters of our friend's family, but I thought What are the chances of them being related? Turns out she's his cousin.

Small world indeed.