There's just nothing like getting together with an old friend. Except, that is, getting together with an old, new, db friend. That is sooo much better.
It was like a rerun of an old, favorite tv episode. The characters were the same, (only slightly older and maybe a little rounder due to ummm, well, let's just say any pg after db changes a girl, some) the place the same, all of it so familiar and so perfect.
Yesterday afternoon I got to hang out with the lovely and much missed around these parts, C.,
She is the only dbl mom I have met in IRL. We got together almost two years ago, end of February 08 when she came to visit the happiest place on earth with her family. We had intended to drown our sorrows with cocktails but as it turned out I was in the middle of the tww and so she had to do my drinking for me. I was sure I wasn't pg but just couldn't risk it, just in case. As it turned out, I was, in fact, pg with Master Cason, and it was C., who was waiting on line to hear what happened after I POAS. And she kept quiet about the 'positive' results for weeks, until I outed myself.
So this time I was able to do the drinking, which you all know, I love me my drinks, and C., was kind enough to invite me over just as the hotel was offering a happy hour an Irish girl has gotta love, free drinks! I tell ya, that C., she rocks.
We got to sit and talk and giggle and laugh and share secrets like schoolgirls. And it was so great. I hadn't realized until sitting with her, that I really never actually TALK about db, being a db mom, about Caleb, about the whole thing. I only write about it.
It was a strange epiphany, really. As I told C., my personality has split as a result. It always feels as though there is something I am holding back, a barrier between me and whomever I am speaking with. The deep dark secret of the 'real' me.
But not yesterday. Yesterday, we both just got be, real.
She's on her way back to her own digs now. And even though we have always stayed in touch via email and the old fashioned thing called a phone, and I know we will still, I already miss her.
Like I said, there's just nothing like hanging out with an old friend.
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Awesome. Glad you two have been able to connect. I have met a few dbms in real life (including the lovely Sophie who reads and comments here - and hey Soph, if you read this!) and you're right, when I catch up with them its the only time I get to TALK about it. Not just write about it. Or think about it.
Wishing you a merry Christmas, K.
xo
A split personality... Such a perfect way to explain it.
Aww, that's lovely. I felt the same way with people I met in November -- as if all the barriers came down and there was nothing left to feel awkward about.
that's very true, I am not much about talking about the shitstorm that is dbl. I talk a bit, that I lost a daughter, but no details.
glad you gals got to vocalize.
I'm jealous! I miss C around here! Hope you have a merry christmas kalakly!
Sounds like a fab time!
I've sometimes wondered... one day I willprobably stop blogging, and then what? Who, and where do I go to yab about all those things I feel and think about? Sometimes it makes me sick to contemplate that.
I am so glad you got to see C! I miss C....she was always such a great support to me in the early days....
Thinking about you both this holiday season....
Love, Reese
I'm jealous too!!
"Split personality" is a good way of putting it. Or leading a double life. Secret identity??
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