These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Who knew?
"I'm a Katie girl, and where are our drinks?
This clip is so perfect, on so many levels, that I both love it and cannot stand it.
I'm always accessible


That is her right. But it makes it hard for me to keep trying.
I know she suffers with depression, which leaves her feeling overwhelmed by inertia. I know her move to California has


But she keeps complaining about how she has no support. I have been there to lend her money and listen about/make suggestions about her troubled daughter and her work situation. When she doesn't acknowledge that she's not alone, that she does have me -- and has ever since we were in grammar school -- she makes it frustrating for me to be patient.
When she insists she has "no support," doesn't "have anyone," I wonder if she doesn't mean a man.
I can't help her with that, now can I?
This is who she is and I must try to accept it and get over it. I know that. I am just cyber venting .... again.
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