Wine Club 1.0

 

A long time ago in what seems like a different life, I worked for a Home Health Agency supporting their computers and software. It was one of the best jobs I ever had.  The work was challenging, but more importantly, the people were fantastic. The staff got along well, which was a refreshing change from my previous job at a satellite company, where, putting it gently, the staff was not very nice.

One of our physical therapists received a diagnosis that included the dreaded "C" word: cancer. In a home health organization, everyone is geared toward taking care of others, so after her surgery, a group of us brought dinner to her home and spent the evening laughing for hours. We had such a great time that we decided to meet regularly. To make it even more fun, we turned our gatherings into a wine club.

 At first, we rotated hosting duties and met locally. But as luck would have it, Peg, one of our resident foodies, had a cabin in the mountains, and Sharon, one of our resident artists, had a beach house. .

The first out-of-town trip we took was to Peg’s spectacular cabin in the mountains of West Virginia. Since that adventure kicked off our tradition, we named our group the Wild Women of West Virginia Wine Club. We've been meeting ever since continuing the laughter, the friendship, and, of course, the wine. Now, several times a year we meet up at the cabin Moondance or at the beach house, Happy Place

I kept your warm tone while improving readability and transitions. Does this version capture what you envisioned? Happy to tweak it further if needed! The staff got along well, which was a refreshing change from my previous job at a satellite company, where, putting it gently the staff were not very nice.

One of our physical therapists, had received the dreaded "C" word diagnosis: cancer.  When you work for a Home Health Organization, where everyone is dedicated to taking care of others, the news hit hard. After her surgery a group of us took dinner to her home and just sat there and laughed for several hours. That night was so amazing we decided to make this a regular occurrence.  

To add a touch of fun, we transformed ourselves into a wine club. We have had many wine tastings with blind tastings and prizes for the most popular wine.

Thankfully our friend received good news. She had caught it early, allowing the surgeon to remove everything. Once she recovered and was allowed to drink, we became a dedicated wine club.  Initially, we rotated host duties and met locally. But it just so happens Peg, one of resident foodies, had a cabin in the mountains and Sharon one of our resident artists, had a beach house. 

Our first out-of-town trip was to Peg’s breathtaking cabin in the mountains of West Virginia. That adventure marked the beginning of a beloved tradition, and so, we named ourselves the Wild Women of West Virginia Wine Club. We generally spend Kentucky Derby Weekend at the beach. We’ve been meeting ever since, continuing the laughter, deepening our friendships, and, of course, savoring the wine.

I have moved making it difficult but never impossible to meet with my beloved sisters of the vine.  So, to fill the void I recently formed a new wine club.  I am so excited.  I will let you know how it goes.