Epitaph for Relationships that Once were

Epitaph for Relationships that Once were

I was at a baby shower today–a truly lovely one–full of serene, joyful women celebrating the imminent coming of a new life.  The women were lovely (lovely in the way Australians use the word:  a sweet, pretty, pleasant person); women who exuded a wholeness, a self-containment and a comfortableness with those around them and the world in general, which makes them a pleasure to be with.  There was a contretemps at one point which reminded me of all the woman-to-woman relationships I’ve had (and there have been many), all of them intense, some of them fraught with difficulty or fragility or an inherent opposition or oppositiveness which would inevitably dead-end the relationship before either of us were ready to admit it, breathless with arguments to keep it going, long after the death-knell had sounded.  I have very few women friends left.  But in the same way that I am grateful for them, I am grateful for those I once knew, probably too well when I think about it now.  

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