Category: Friends

  • FRIENDSHIP

    FRIENDSHIP

    When you look at your life, when you think of your friends…are they life long? Have friends come and gone depending on where you lived, what you were doing or what your interests were? Do you think everyone has at least one BFF (Best Friend Forever)?

    I began this post thinking I would write about ‘my people’, my YaYa’s, my high school friends.

    Jan, Karen, Susan, Lisa, Deb

    I met all but Karen in the sixth grade when I moved to Holden, a scared newbie entering a completely new environment. I met Karen in high school when Holden Junior High and 5 towns convened at Wachusett Regional High School. Some of these ladies never lost touch. I however had to experience my less than stellar hippy period; yet they have warmly welcomed me back.

    Since Covid, we have tried to gather for a zoom call at least once a month.

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    I know… not the most attractive picture, but there is joy in the making here. It is a delight to catch up each month. We talk travel, books, family, health, food and any other topic that blossoms. These ladies spark comforting nostalgia and add a grounding sense of identity. They know my Holden beginnings…to me that’s comforting. They knew me when I was still grappling with who I wanted to be.

    friendship-
    so long ago
    1963 to be exact
    my would was uprooted
    with a new town
    a new mother
    a new family
    new friends
    as little girls do
    i found ‘my people’
    i came and went
    veering off for a bit of ‘hippy’
    they haven’t held that against me 
    friendship has endured
    now
    in 2026
    we still care
    we still have ‘us’

    Most people are social beings, appreciating being a part of a friend group, to feel a sense of belonging. As Brent Brown says “True belonging doesn’t require us to change who we are; it requires us to BE who we are.” I feel that with this Zoom group. Our life stories couldn’t be more different. Our work lives, marriage stories, education, passions…all different. And that’s OK

    I am blessed.

    Does that mean they are all my BFFs. No. I have only had one BFF, Russ. When he died I was bereft, lost, struggling. Since meeting Doug, I am grateful for his care and attention. Is he my BFF? I don’t know yet, but he is most certainly a treasure.

    What I thought about as I got thinking about my Zoom friends and our meeting today, was how many friends have passed through my life. Following are some of them. I only used photos I was in, no family are included..though they are all besties. And than there are friends I have photos of, but without me in the picture…

    I have found a good base of people here in Tucson. It took some effort. I couldn’t sit home and wait for them to come to me, I had to be proactive.

    When you think of your world, your journey, what comes to mind when you think of friends?

  • SHATTERING THE ILLUSION

    SHATTERING THE ILLUSION

    I woke this Labor Day morning to a rainy day. I had plans for a long early morning walk. I may do that a little later, but I’ll wait for the rain to stop.

    Doug’s wife Mary died four years ago. My friend Deb just had major surgery. I am listening to Michelle Obama’s book ‘Becoming’ and the love she poured into her father’s health struggles. I have been thinking about my friend with MS. And then, as with almost every family, Doug and I both have family members who grapple to find solid footing in life. Aging is tough…end of story.

    I recently printed off all my blog entries since the beginning of 2026. I wrote a piece back in March and it still speaks to my soul. I was married to a wonderful man for more than half my life. He died. I drowned in sorrow, sinking lower and lower until the darkness made me realize I needed to shift my mental reality, to knit the wondrous parts of life back in.
    “Healing doesn’t mean forgetting. It doesn’t mean loving them less. It doesn’t mean ‘moving on’. Healing means learning how to carry the love, without being crushed by the pain.”
    You can read the original post here:

    https://theheatons.weebly.com/musing-from-our-woods/shattering-the-illusion

    Today though, I want to reprint Jessica Everett-Ellerman’s thoughts on widowhood.
    Jessica Everett-Ellerman
    March 12, 2026 at 7:46 AM · 
    Here’s something widowhood teaches you real fast.
    You are going to die.
    Not someday in the abstract way people like to talk about over coffee.
    For real.
    Your life can end on a random Tuesday while everyone else thought you were healthy and had decades left.
    I know that because my husband was 48.
    Healthy.
    Strong.
    Normal morning.
    Normal life.
    And then suddenly he wasn’t here anymore.
    So when people ask me why I write the way I do…
    why I say the uncomfortable things…
    why I push people to wake the hell up and live…
    this is why.
    Most people are walking around acting like life is a dress rehearsal.
    Like there will be a better time to say the things.
    Take the trip.
    Fix the relationship.
    Leave the job.
    Start the dream.
    Like there’s some invisible guarantee that you’ll get to do it later.
    There isn’t.
    And if you’ve never sat in an ICU…
    or held someone’s hand while machines breathe for them…
    or signed the papers that end a life…
    be grateful.
    Truly.
    Because widowhood rips the fantasy right out of you.
    It teaches you something brutal and honest:
    Time is not promised.
    Not for you.
    Not for the people you love.
    So tell them you love them.
    Take the risk.
    Go dancing.
    Book the damn trip.
    Laugh too loud.
    Love too big.
    Because one day the people who love you will be sitting in a quiet house looking at photos wondering how life changed so fast.
    And if you’re lucky enough to still be here today…
    wake up.
    Your life isn’t coming later.
    It’s happening right now.

    Her truth is my truth. Her words are my words. So yes, I chose life and today that includes this guy…

    Doug has given me a chance to live into Jessica’s words. Now it’s your turn- thrive, laugh, explore and live in hope and joy.