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In Love With City Life

On Sunday, I trekked to the fancy neighborhood of Brentwood for a baby shower of a family friend. I was initially opposed to going, but realized that being hard-nosed about a joyous celebration was bordering on rude. It turned out to be a fine afternoon. The party took place in a lovely, manicured home, and the gracious hosts served a delicious Chinese chicken salad and lavender cupcakes. As I returned to my car, well fed and well versed in tummy time, I imagined all the denizens in the surrounding streets as attractive with perfect spouses and bountiful family lives. And my world, by comparison, seemed a little gray. The feeling of envy lingered for hours. But by next morning, I came to my senses, and kissed my sweet urban, single life smack on the mouth.

 

 

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3 comments for “In Love With City Life”

  1. Ruhi says:

    Ya!!!! It is really hard when you see other people enjoying their family lives and realize how alone we are left by the cruelty of fate.

  2. wendy says:

    For you, it’s a question of fate?

  3. Melinda says:

    I spent the day painting my stairs, and although it might be nice, occasionally, to have someone to help me with some of my home renovations, large and small, I cherish the freedom I have. I can do anything I want to do in my home, and I get to enjoy my space in a much different way than I was able to when I was married. I’ve even made a special shelf for my cosmetics in the dining room! Never would have done that when I was sharing my house, would have seemed a bit “girly”. No apologies, I’m a woman who enjoys her cosmetics!

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