She is carrying one item. “Good luck, people,” she says, just loudly enough to be heard, but quietly enough to be ignored. “There is not much in there.”
This applies to more than friendships with women. It applies to marriage, child-raising, and all manner of things. People are what you believe them to be.
You wouldn’t believe how much talk time fits around chores, and conversely, how the work flies with a friend. But you’ll have to let it be a little messy.
I wrote this piece many weeks ago, about living as a foster parent and a woman. Now at last I am young enough to share it.
I know and love so many people. I cannot go to town without meeting people I know – all the folks I love walking the sidewalks and store aisles alongside me.
Confession: The other day I was texting with two friends at once. This is quite a feat for me, a slow texter. Fortunately, we were group messaging. Unfortunately, they were talking circles around me. We were contemplating whether the rewards of attending a ladies’ seminar together would be worth the gigantic hurdles of a) the […]