It's always a pleasure to reconnect with delightful people

I had the absolute pleasure of being contacted by a young lady I worked with in Sacramento. She actually is showing on the blog. Corkie, take bow! 

It feels really nice, when someone thinks about you and has regard for you, enough to connect with you just because they thought of you fondly. I feel honored. 

We had a chance to talk a little bit about our current status and it is amazing how many of us women out there are starting over at an older age. Our children are grown, our marriages disintegrated, and we are left to ask ourselves, who the hell are we, and what happened to that fun loving, confident woman I used to call Rachel? 

What the heck ever happened to forever? Man, isn't there any man out there that knows what open your mouth and speak means? I know that sounds harsh, but Jeez luis, so many women I speak to tell the same or similar story. 

The majority of my friends are becoming single at an older age and the chronic culprit is their men are either having affairs, had an affair, closed all the bank accounts and then told them later, after they filed the divorce papers, or just don't talk and think the relationship will just miraculously develop and thrive if they put no effort into it. And yet foolio's always end up with the younger version of us, and never really seeing their part in it. They keep running through them like disc brakes, and seem to be surprised when the bitch dumps em. And they say they are the superior species? 

I know someday that really bad taste in my mouth will wash clean. I am hoping after hundreds of gallons of mouthwash later I will wake up with this really nice taste in my mouth. The kind I remember when I felt love for the man I was next to, and he would kiss me with the sweet pure taste of love. 

Oh! that wasn't my man, but I know one of you ladies had that experience. 

A gentle reminder that there is hope. 

For now I brush and floss before I go to bed, thank God for the type of silence that happens when you live alone,  and not with someone who doesn't care to participate and can't grow a pair to do the right thing and get out, living in excruciating silence. 

Nope not me mister! Not now!  Not ever again! Don't want to! Can't make me ever again. 

Ok so anyway, the old company I used to work for, one of those most fab women Anna is helping to coordinate a reunion. Since I have a friend coming into town on July 24th, I am not sure if I will make it. If my guest wants to come with, that would be fabulous. My friend and I have been friends from the job before Affordable Health Care, Gallagher Bassett Insurance. I have watched her give birth to two other children, marry off her oldest daughter Amy and be privileged enough to meet her first grand daughter Taylor. I feel very blessed. She is one of my oldest, most trusted friends, and they are few for me. It's hard to maintain someone else's expectations of a friendship. But with my friend Karen, we just blend and go with it, and maintain a loyalty and trust  guilt or manipulation. I love her like a sister. We have had our tussles and have always worked through it.  

I am glad to have the opportunity to reconnect.