It takes a village...
For everyone this takes on a different meaning. For some it means to be close to grandparents and family members, for me it means to make my own family with friends. I feel that I am really starting to have my village. I was already feeling this way but after the miscarriage I knew it was true. That I had people there to support me and love me and love Leland. People that would watch him during last minute emergencies and I would do the same for them.
I have never been one to have a lot of girlfriends. I have always had girls as friends, but often my close friends were guys. This has changed for the most part since becoming a mother and joining a playgroup. While guys can come to the playgroup they don't. And some of my venting is about things only women can understand, like breastfeeding. So now I am in a stage of my life where most of my closest friends are women and while it is different it is really good.
I really enjoy those friendships and glad I have found my village.
Jeff will most likely go elsewhere for his PhD, and it will be very sad to move away from the people I love in Denver. I will be glad to move to a different town, because I am tired of Denver itself. But not the people, I will miss the people.
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