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April 2018
All my life, I’ve had a few givens. My mother would always be my friend, but she would never be my mother. I could lighten any mood with a joke and find a way out of sadness. I would always find respite in my writing. Even if it only lists and fluff pieces, I get to escape. And most of all I have four women in my life that care if I wake in the morning and who can make my worst day tolerable and best day that much better. I’m not normally this nostalgic, but sometimes life forces us to be. It makes us take an inventory of our lives. Makes us look deeper into our souls. There are times that we need to know who we are, what makes us tick and who can help us stand when the weight of life is too much to shoulder alone.
It’s hard to imagine where I would be today if not for the girls. Over the years they have been my constants, my rocks, my sisters, my confidants, my therapist but always my friends, on occasion more than friends, but always my friends.. I remember when I was in high school Lenore used to tell me that my friends weren’t really my friends. That one day I would understand that. If a person is lucky, in her life she will find two real friends. But I have to say; I have found four and no one will ever get me to believe I have that wrong. Over the years, our circle has grown and more have come into it, but at its core, its heart and lifeline has always been the five of us; Bette, Tina, Shane, Dana and me.
It all started 23 years ago and quite by accident, literally.
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June 1995
“Get out of my way!!!” I yelled at the car in front of me on Wilshire Boulevard. It’s like he doesn’t even care that I’m late for an interview. I have three minutes and I still need to park. I am never going to find parking. What was I thinking agreeing to meet this chick here at noon on a Saturday?
I swerve to the side of the road as I see a spot coming up. After three attempts at getting into the spot I realize that the SUV just isn’t practical, even if it is totally cool, I need to find some sort of miniature car.
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Awww this was great, seeme like Alice had brought them all together in some way, I like how it was from her POV. This was awsome, keep up the great work!
Oh, that was good. I like reading things from Alice’s POV. Plus we need a little background on how all of our ladies met. Nice work.
This was wonderful to read. Thank you.
Admirable. I’ve never liked Alice (or Dana) better, you gave her more depth than she usually has. And Shane’s crack about Cher made me laugh out loud. I just did a major move a few months ago. God I hate moving, good luck with it. Please, next time you post give us old fucks with the tired eyes and special glasses some larger print.
Nice story! I loved reading your take on how Alice met the gang. Thanks for sharing.
Again…beautiful.
Thanks for your writing, very good we can’t expect less from you.
This was great :D I’m so glad you decided to go for my challenge :D
I always love your stories. It’s nice to read a story that gives our girls some background as to how they all met. I also like reading things from Alice’s POV. Please continue!
What a robust post. Very nice. Good luck on your move. Thanks.
This was a really sweet story, i loved Alice’s POV and the fact she brought the gang together. I wish you all the best with your move.
I still hope there will be a next chapter of Drowning though.I hope you’ll get inspired again.
That was great. Thank you.
Wow that was such a great look back and story. So Alice and so spot on. thanks