If you’ve been around awhile, you probably remember that I was President of a Woman’s Club for some years. I had a particular friendship with two women. We used to meet for lunch and talk for hours and I mean three and four hours.
Pity the waitress, right? I did. I used to be a waitress so I always made sure we paid for our table. We email now, which nowhere near the same. It’s nothing like those lunches. Both women were deep, funny and seriously knowledgeable on a variety of interesting subjects.
Anyway, we’re all okay but interacting with them reminds me how hard things have become for everyone. I just don’t know anyone who isn’t struggling in some way at this time. Not that people are complaining. Most are not complaining. Things were just much lighter overall, three or four or five years ago.
When I look ahead, I don’t really see things easing much. But one thing that sustains me is my connection to people I love and care for, who love and care for me.
I just had my Venus return. Love coming back to me and renewal of my relationships with women.