Kids, This week has been a lot of domestic consistency (in a good way :-) and a bit of an all around poopy pants on the social life front.

I had started a blog post the other day about being and feeling unpopular. Yep. at 32 years old it still happens. Isn't that ridiculous? But I think what I have chosen to take away from this week is that everyone feels that way and everyone probably makes someone else feel that way. I have watched it happen in the adult care communities where our grandmother's have lived in similar patterns to watching it happen with my niece Izzy and her 10 year old friends. It never stops. 

But I think the feeling of unpopularity at this stage in life has a lot to do with change. People change. Priorities change. Lifestyles change. etc. etc. etc. I'm in the family stage of my life. I don't derive enjoyment from evenings in bars spending money we don't have on drinks I don't want. I crave for the days of a great buzz and an even better show. But those days are few and far between, aren't they?

I love my friends. I cherish the time we spend together. But I've also had enough therapy to understand that in a group of friends, a large group of female friends, that people will drift in and out as life allows. I try to understand that and have the courage to let people go. There are people we are closer to, there are people who we spend time with for our kids. Each of those relationships is valid and important. But there are inevitably hurt feelings and misunderstandings and it can be widespread. Like a freaking epidemic - it spreads.

I'm heading into next week being grateful for my unpopular days and my ability to gather up the ones I love and say what I need - like it or not.

xoxo