… are my friends, and my friends are your friends … the MORE we get together, the happier we’ll be.
I am approaching a certain age, which has led me to think a lot about friendships. I even read a magazine article about the loss of friendships in women of my age. It spoke of how “life assaults: divorce, widowhood, relocation, the empty nest …” often result in the evaporation of old friendships. As for me, I no longer work outside the home, I’ve lived three places in the last 3 years, and I have no religious community or school group. Thus, I have no friends (ok, no real life friends.).
Now, before we put on our pity party hats, please realize that I’ve never been one for big circles of girlfriends. My sister joined a sorority in college; I chopped up caterpillars in a laboratory. After college, my sister would spend beach weekends with friends; I spent the summer working with horse sperm in a laboratory (notice a theme?). I’m a girl that doesn’t mind solitude, but I’ve usually had at least one close friend to reach out to if I needed it. But with that certain age looming, I’m not sure I can say that is true any longer. I can see a future where my children are more independent, and less time-consuming for me. Who will I meet for coffee? Who will take me shopping for a new dress? Who will go to the art festival with me?
In high school I had an ideal friend. We were from different circles on many fronts, and my parents worried she was a bad influence. In reality she was a wonderful person, and despite our differences, she simply accepted me for me. Photography brought us together, but we learned to enjoy so many things together. She taught me to play tennis, we went to concerts, I introduced her to the city, we confided in one another. When I got married, we drifted apart and lost touch. The past couple of years, I think about her. How un-alike we were, but how much we liked one another. How easy it was. I miss that.
As a grown-up woman and mother, I feel like there is a secret little, tense undercurrent to so many of my relationships with other women. They are often the mothers of my children’s friends, or the spouses of my husband’s co-workers. There are appearances to consider, relationships to protect. It is not easy. I would not miss that.
So now I brain storm. I was never in the corporate world, I never learned to network, I’m the girl who hates to even call for pizza. But I need to make some friends. Ones that will teach me new things. Ones that help me get outside of my circle. Ones that will make my parents worry.
Creative mamas, help me out — how have you made friends in the grown-up world? Are you a big circle of girlfriends woman, or a solo gal-pal type? At this point, I think I’m ready for either — send ‘em my way!





























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