I’m too old to be young and too young to be old. – Evelyn Couch

No truer words have ever spoken about turning 40. My sister surprised me with a trip to the holy grail (mecca) for southern women – the set of Fried Green Tomatoes in Juliette, Georgia.

Despite the cafe not being open, we enjoyed the shops and finding the grave of Frank Bennett; the secret was in the sauce.

My best friend Leslie made the journey with us to the Holy Land. I’ve been obsessed with this movie since I was a kid and now relate to Evelyn Couch more than eva (pronounce with a strong southern accent). I can only hope I can channel Tawanda when needed.

We purchased various keepsakes.

Leslie purchased three teacups for each of us, and in a moment, it felt like a silent promise, a teacup promise. A promise of love and support for each other always with no words, just a small gesture.

I found out what the secret to life is: friends. Best friends – Ninny Threadgoode

Well, Ninny was right, and here I was with the two of the best, a sister and a friend that is practically a sister.

The evening festivities continued with an Uber experience I’ll never forget – driverless. We ain’t got any of those where we hail from. Waymo, as the vehicle was called, was even buckled.  Hilarity is only the way to describe that car ride.

The evening concluded with a night of the blues. I watched as the guitarist’s fingers bent the hell of his guitar strings. I closed my eyes is what I do when I am consciously taking in the moment.

Peace, I felt at peace with all that’s been going on health wise.

I watched my sister and my friend and thanked God for these moments. No matter what happens down the road, I won’t eva forget this weekend.

I agree with Ruth as I had never had so much fun in my whole life and that this is the best birthday I’ve ever had.