I love birthday parties. I believe that when we get to 40tplus, we need some sort of time that it is all about us and birthday parties provide that, even if it is for a few hours?? Of course the drinks help too!
Last week an unfortunate friend of ours turned 50plus and we all went to a bar to celebrate it, mind you, I have not been to a bar for such a long time and…, but that is for another day. Anyway, I met a few other ladies, all single either divorced or widower and they all owned at least two dogs plus some other pets. Lisa (another guest) and I were the only ones who had only a husband and still married, and I also have two 4teens that Lisa lacked as well. One of the ladies commented that I am rare specie, but I already knew that.
Interesting circle!! All we talked was about dogs and pets all night, and I mean all night!! From hairdresser to veterinarian and dog food and best places to walk the dogs, we covered it all. I swear that in my all life and parenthood, I do not recall myself bragging about my kids to this extent. I was baffled. Don’t get me wrong, I like dogs, especially when they are someone else’s, but I have a problem when I talk to people and all we talk about are dogs. Something was wrong with this picture and it was definitely not me, because despite my age and other things, I got hit on twice and got a free drink out of it too!! These women have no life but the life with their pets. Some of these women have no human relationship outside work except for the dogs and it makes me wonder why.
How disappointed are they in human race? Why are they pulling away from human contact, not only from men, but from women too? Why do they give up trying? These women (maybe there are some men too) isolate themselves to the extent that they have difficulty getting along with others in a social event and some were severely depressed ( I am not a licensed fractioned, but I can tell!). The way I see it, one of the failures of the society is that people are lonely, and believe me when I say that it is there doing. I do know the difference between being lonely and being alone and I know that these women were lonely. Most of them were a nervous wreck in the bar and did not quite know how to behave, and my heart went to them. I could see that they were looking for men, but did not quite know how to go around it. Somewhere in the process, they became diffident and insecure by loosing their real selves and that is sad. Did I mention that they were all educated women?
We all need good friends in life. Friends, who tell us, coach and direct us when they see something odd. I know that I always felt a need for one and tried my best to be one too. That night I had a bitter sweet feeling. I felt sad, because I was growing old, and also blessed that I have still a few people in my life that can straighten me out when I am out of line, especially the one who is ending her 4teen days and stepping into TEENLESS days.
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