Double Sifted | Friendship

In an attempt to conquer my misanthropic streak I read a self-help book called How to Be a People Magnet : Finding Friends-and Lovers-and Keeping Them for Life.

Categories: Friendship, Misanthropy

It’s a strange thing to be one of the only ones in your group of girlfriends that is in a serious relationship.

Categories: Relationship, Friendship

It is funny, out of the friends that I have lost over the years, it is the under-sharers that have gone first.

Categories: Friendship, Oversharing

babe, you are sunshine. if you were a box, i'd become a ups man. and if the sea is your mother, i am your zinc oxide...

Categories: Friendship, Love

in addition to various broken blood vessels and dehydration terrors, that burdensome walk gave you a new appreciation of the old wars and how they were fought mostly uphill by teenagers

Categories: Friendship, Hiking, Getting Older

Male attention was giving me power and energy. I had long held the idea of a Day of the Dead ritual for Gavin, a more personal memorial than the one we did at church

Categories: Mourning, Ritual, Death, Friendship

I remember her telling me with clarity and force that I should expect to be surprised by who could handle Gavin’s illness and that my friendships would reorganize themselves

Categories: Marriage, Friendship, Illness, Death

That's right, I'm saying, "Fuck you, Cancer" by giving myself skin cancer. Go figure that logic right out, I dare you.

Categories: Death, Mourning, Friendship

Because of Karen and Valerie’s decisions and actions, my boys came through a horrific ordeal quite unscathed. That was the greatest gift they gave me: my children’s well being.

Categories: Friendship, Illness, Love, Recovery, Children

Needless to say, that haircut did not save my marriage. I did not fault her or the haircut.

Categories: Friendship, Marriage, Divorce, Death, Father, Daughter

And we made amends for things we should have made amends for years ago, and that we were still carrying around inside.

Categories: Friendship, Getting Older

It seems that I've entered the phase of my life when the only time I see people any more is on layovers.

Categories: Friendship, Getting Older

I try to “be there” for the women of my circle in the ways I hope they would be there for me. Except, you know, mostly they’re not. And it hurts.

Categories: Friendship, Sisters, Husband

Forget about the disconnects, I tell myself. Focus on where the positive is happening. Feel good about it. And know that more will come.

Categories: Parenting, Friendship

He was the silent engineer who crawled through the belly of life, making sure the cogs were oiled, the gears were lubed, and that the mechanics were in good working order.

Categories: Friendship, Death, Grief

but my dad is as white collar as you get. and i've never even dated a white collar guy. i certainly didn't marry one.

Categories: Friendship, Drinking, Marriage

If my kids are friends with those kids? Great. Doesn't mean I have to be friends with their parents.

Categories: Parenting, Children, Friendship

Seems there are well-worn paths and covert plans of action that coupling parents must engage in in order to have clandestine sex when sharing the house with teenagers.

Categories: Sex, Marriage, Friendship

You never really know, when you work with someone day in day out, whether you’re actually friends or you’re just people who get on.

Categories: Friendship, Work

Today I held a baby that shouldn't have even been born yet, not for at least two more weeks, this little negative-aged being.

Categories: Friendship, Children, Geting Older

When I told my mom, it took her a millisecond to determine that my news had no bearing on her future status as grandmother.

Categories: Coming Out, Mother, Daughter, Friendship

Then he met a woman who was devastatingly attractive, extraordinary in bed (by all accounts) and, unfortunately, a drug addict. A lethal combination.

Categories: Friendship, Bars

In that context an adolescence lived in the imagination, in a world where me and my friends could be heroes, be powerful, be important, was the closest to instant gratification we were likely to get.

Categories: Getting Older, Self, Friendship, Men

you told me to come to you and i didnt. you told me to come visit you and you’d make it all better and i didnt. because i still had my guard up, for what? i knew i needed you, and i pushed you away because of my pride.

Categories: Friendship, Hate, Love

Friendship

In an attempt to conquer my misanthropic streak I read a self-help book called How to Be a People Magnet : Finding Friends-and Lovers-and Keeping Them for Life.

It’s a strange thing to be one of the only ones in your group of girlfriends that is in a serious relationship.

It is funny, out of the friends that I have lost over the years, it is the under-sharers that have gone first.

babe, you are sunshine. if you were a box, i'd become a ups man. and if the sea is your mother, i am your zinc oxide...

in addition to various broken blood vessels and dehydration terrors, that burdensome walk gave you a new appreciation of the old wars and how they were fought mostly uphill by teenagers

Male attention was giving me power and energy. I had long held the idea of a Day of the Dead ritual for Gavin, a more personal memorial than the one we did at church

I remember her telling me with clarity and force that I should expect to be surprised by who could handle Gavin’s illness and that my friendships would reorganize themselves

That's right, I'm saying, "Fuck you, Cancer" by giving myself skin cancer. Go figure that logic right out, I dare you.

Because of Karen and Valerie’s decisions and actions, my boys came through a horrific ordeal quite unscathed. That was the greatest gift they gave me: my children’s well being.

Needless to say, that haircut did not save my marriage. I did not fault her or the haircut.

And we made amends for things we should have made amends for years ago, and that we were still carrying around inside.

It seems that I've entered the phase of my life when the only time I see people any more is on layovers.

I try to “be there” for the women of my circle in the ways I hope they would be there for me. Except, you know, mostly they’re not. And it hurts.

Forget about the disconnects, I tell myself. Focus on where the positive is happening. Feel good about it. And know that more will come.

He was the silent engineer who crawled through the belly of life, making sure the cogs were oiled, the gears were lubed, and that the mechanics were in good working order.

but my dad is as white collar as you get. and i've never even dated a white collar guy. i certainly didn't marry one.

If my kids are friends with those kids? Great. Doesn't mean I have to be friends with their parents.

Seems there are well-worn paths and covert plans of action that coupling parents must engage in in order to have clandestine sex when sharing the house with teenagers.

You never really know, when you work with someone day in day out, whether you’re actually friends or you’re just people who get on.

Today I held a baby that shouldn't have even been born yet, not for at least two more weeks, this little negative-aged being.

When I told my mom, it took her a millisecond to determine that my news had no bearing on her future status as grandmother.

Then he met a woman who was devastatingly attractive, extraordinary in bed (by all accounts) and, unfortunately, a drug addict. A lethal combination.

In that context an adolescence lived in the imagination, in a world where me and my friends could be heroes, be powerful, be important, was the closest to instant gratification we were likely to get.

you told me to come to you and i didnt. you told me to come visit you and you’d make it all better and i didnt. because i still had my guard up, for what? i knew i needed you, and i pushed you away because of my pride.

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