Do you have friends…but wish you had different ones? Seriously. Maybe you have friends, but none of them are just, you know, like you. When I was in my late twenties and early thirties I absolutely pined for a close friend around my age. I wanted a gal who would throw diaper bags and snacks for her preschoolers into my… Read More
I am fifty-ahem and just figured something out in very recent years. For most of my life I mistakenly assumed that everyone else–yes, I mean EVERYONE else–always felt included, involved, engaged and invited…and I alone did not. It seemed to me that everyone else–yes, I mean EVERYONE else–had places to be, friends to gather with, conversations to finish, phone calls to… Read More