Happen to be the most unmarried, married woman on the planet...or at least that's how it feels tonight. Hopped on a plane less than 12 hours after signing on the dotted line "Mrs. Frechin" for the first time and came back home to face piles of cardboard, a child who does/doesn't want to move based on some intangible something not yet identified, and a husband who's busy making a place for us and not as readily available to talk as he was before we got married. I've willingly walked away from a job....call me crazy for doing this during a recession and send me to the shrink's chair if you feel like it. We aren't leaving "family" behind. Those folks live many miles away or are too busy to stop and enjoy the blessings of family...I grieve the things they've traded for a fast-paced life...but that's their business, not mine. However, I am leaving the "family" that's sprung up around us and this hurts even more since friendship is a gift freely given. My girlfriends are awesome women...they call and watch my kiddo...extend invitations to slumber parties with her friends and in general lift me up and point my face to the sun...fishing my sunglasses out of the Gulf of Mexico with their toes if necessary. Laid in bed for awhile tonight feeling such a sense of loss where family is concerned and realized I've had it all along.
As far as the cardboard city we've got going on in our home....it won't last forever and I've had a chance to weed out a lot of unsavory items which velcroed their way into our treasure a long ago. One thing that's tucked in and around the remaining crystal vases and stuffed animals is the support of the women I call friends...it's a priceless gift I've been given and I'm grateful for it.
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