As I was driving in to work, I called Mr. Wonderful’s mom to fill her in on the birthday plans. She informed me she was back at the hospital.
My heart sank. We are just a few days away from the anniversary of Mr. Wonderful’s death and she was in the same hospital, on the same floor, in the same wing where it all went down 3 years ago… this time with her husband.
This surgery was planned and there was no great concern for his safety outside of the usual risks of surgery, but it didn’t matter.
I couldn’t imagine being in her shoes. I still have a hard time driving past the hospital let alone being inside at this time of year.
I admire her strength and courage, and my heart was with her all day.
The show was a bit rough, but I received a pleasant pick me up when it was all over when I saw a text from a former co-worker who was in town for the weekend.
We were able to meet up for a little lunch, and mini-reunion. As we walked back into the building, all four of us, together again it was a nice feeling.
We laughed about old jokes, songs, and videos… it was as if time stood still. I haven’t felt that way in a long time, if ever before… it was odd but nice.
After work.. it was off for more girl time. We planned to meet up at a spa night, which was a bit like an adult slumber party.
We ended up taking goofy pictures, putting tinsel in our hair and drinking cocktails.
As I enter this new decade it’s a little weird to be embracing my feminine side. I’m a bit of a tomboy at heart, but have found myself really appreciating spending quality time with my favorite gal pals.
Which is probably why I chose to continue on the girl time path for the evening. The small group of us walked to a nearby restaurant for some food, and wine.
We had a great and compelling conversation between the Cheerleader, the Pixie, myself and a few others.
I don’t know if I have ever spent this much time with girls and enjoyed it. What a difference a decade makes.