OK Friends, I need to get real. Pretty much anyone looks at me sideways and I cry these days but I was slammed with some information that I don't exactly know how to deal with. Our very best friends in the whole wide world just told us they are going to the mission field. What?! Here's my dilemma. I get that clearly the Lord must be calling them to do some great work on His mission field but what about me? The only way I can be supportive in the least little bit is if they are going somewhere that I am interested in visiting. I am not sure where they are feeling led but I am going to make this crystal clear to them. Yes, I am kidding, kind of.They are our friends that "get" us. We are about to enter that time in our lives when our kids are making their own lives and we are supposed to have our friends to do things with and fill that hollow void. Right? Or did I read that somewhere and interpret it how I wanted to? I am trying with every fiber in my being to be a supportive, excited friend but all I want to do is sit down on the floor and cry. I know I will be OK but I was fully expecting my friends to be there for me when I am in the throws of menopause, kids getting married, grand babies, 55 and older communities... Oh, I guess I am getting ahead of myself. Too many things recently have not felt right and this is just the cherry on top. Here are a few other random things that have been "off":
1) I no longer know how to tie a scarf so that it looks fashionable. I used to know how, but have no idea how to do it anymore.
2) When we went to the UConn/Rutgers game just about everything that could go wrong did and especially the fact that there was a different Jonathan mascot there that was very, very tall. So tall that they had to add extensions to the legs. That is wrong people, just wrong. I think that is the reason that UConn lost.
3) I am kind of tired of going to Panera Bread. That is weird for me. It's like the world is tilting off it's axis.
4) There are days that I don't eat chocolate. This one probably puzzles me more than all the rest.
I am pretty sure if I resume #4, all my problems will be solved.
Time with My Peafowl
3 hours ago
3 comments:
1) i thought i was your very very best friend!!!?
2) if you lived down here where you belong in savannah you would like panera again, it's right beside homegoods!!
3) it is wrong that the new jonathan was tall
4) i can go for days without chocolate and i am fine
5) i think your hormones are screwed up...go get a blood test!
6) you better get well before nov. 2 when i see you!!!
7) i love you, i'm sorry your friends are going to be missionaries:(
1. I thought Pam was MY best friend.
2. It's normal to feel like you do when first your kids don't need you and then you BEST friends decide to leave you..no matter what the reaseon..we are selfish beings!
3. I think you can deal with the mascot thing. That was just icing on the cake.
4. You will like chocolate again, just like you will like Panera's again.
5. Pam ALWAYS thinks hormones are the excuses....but really it is the fact that BEST friends should always be together.
But I will share something serious with you. It is hard to change. We have been mothers our whole adult life. It may take time, but you will find a new life without them there at every moment. You are always a mom!! Now the friend issuse is something else and when they move far away it takes a little extra work to make it work. I miss Pam every single day. Not a day goes by that I don't wonder about her. I'm still a little bitter that ALL my friends left, but trust me it will be a new normal and you will find your way! I know they say life is about change, but screw that I'd rather keep it the way it was, but I accept how it has become.
i didn't know that about your friends... so sorry.... kinda sad to say, but been there and done that.... Just think , you life will be the same and they will have to change, but if God's in it, they will make it.... Change is always hard, but with the Lord He makes it better.... i am still going through change.. went off the hormones, we'll see how long it takes for the hot flashes to come back... oh my.. love you Kimmy.. see you soon...
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