Estuary

The place where several rivers meet in a transition into the ocean.
I have friends I grew up with.

I have friends I went to school with.

I have some family.

I have work friends.

I have mutual friends.

I have an inherited family.

All markedly different yet they are going to be tossed together for the first time. Like a salad with lots of different overpowering herbs. I wonder how it is going to taste? Maybe it will be delicious? Maybe it will make people sick?

Maybe not everything is made to mix and match? Maybe I just worry too much?

I say screw it. At this point in my life I think I am just going to step back have a drink and enjoy the show.

Because screw you. I am happy.