Well, shit.
I have this really good friend here in Boston that I tend to get out of touch with occassionally. We go in spurts...we'll get together like every week, then we both get busy with life and don't talk for a month.
In the past several months things have been icky for her at home. Her husband is emotionally abusive in a VERY bad way, but she's been trying to keep things pulled together for the kids.
I just called to catch up with her and got the nanny. She told me to leave a message for my friend on her cell phone. More than likely this means my friend isn't living there anymore and things have gone south. I hope this is not the case, but it's what is most likely. I'm now worried and feel badly for falling out of touch. I hope she's ok.
Oh man. I hope she's okay too, vw.
Given the Legos and the chalk and the latch hooking, I feel much better about what time I do spend on creative things. Damn, those sidewalks are impressive. I wonder how many complaints the city gets from somebody making holes in the sidewalks.
vw, if she's out that might be a good thing. Having both parents around does not trump continuous abuse.
vw, if she's out that might be a good thing. Having both parents around does not trump continuous abuse.
Oh, this I know. I've been torn about how I feel about the whole thing. I just feel badly that if something big is going on and I'm not there. You know?
I feel much better about what time I do spend on creative things.
Connie, please don't ever feel bad about the time you spend on creative things. That is time well spent on planet earth. That's like saying, "I feel guilty for laughing so much." Or, "I shouldn't have played so much with my children."
I just feel badly that if something big is going on and I'm not there. You know?
Makes perfect sense to me. I hope she is okay and that you two get a chance to reconnect, vw.
Connie, please don't ever feel bad about the time you spend on creative things. That is time well spent on planet earth.
Thanks, Hec.
Vw, I hope you get in touch with her soon and that she's (relatively) okay.
Connie, please don't ever feel bad about the time you spend on creative things.
I generally don't, then Hubby makes with the pouting: "Don't I get some of your time too?" I think we've got a mostly workable solution, though. He paints his wargaming figures in his spot while I'm working on the computer within view.
Hec made me all emotional and stuff. In a good way.
Deena, darling, you have e-mail.
