Friday, March 12, 2010
Sorry to be a Debbie Downer, but I need to vent. And blogs are a good place to hang your hat, so to speak.
I've got bones in the closet...if you want to put it that way. I am a birthmother. Well, that time of my life coincided with high school (end of Senior year). I was never a clique type of gal. I am not into fakery. I tell it like it is, and expect the same in return. Well, some people in high school weren't sure how to interact with me after having my daughter. Some maintained some contact, while others did not at all. I was hurt, but I moved on in life. But with the dawn of Facebook and networking...you reconnect with these folks (possibly). I know I have done it, and you are curious to know how folks are doing. You genuinely hope life is going fine for them.
So fast forward to today...when I see a post about a group of my girlfriends (who I hung out with) are getting together. One of them includes a godmother of one of my children. Did I get a phone call or an email to ask me if I was available? Nope.
I must admit that I am busy as a mom of 4, working full time, volunteering in various activities for the kids. But the invite is what would have meant more than whether or not I could be there with them. It stinks. Thanks for listening.