We spent all these years creating secrets so that when we were older we'd be able to sit together, hand and hand, glass to glass and re learn the lessons. And now that we are standing right side up without much askew - we can learn from all the things we kept at arms length for all those years. Now we lean heavy into the secrets cheerfully armed with numbers and names and (a tiny bit) of shame - they are finally able to hold the weight of our friendship without even so much as a give.

I am fairly certain, years from now when the oldest secrets have harvested we'll be glass to glass musing over the colors, scent and arrangement of this inexplicable yet lovely bouquet.