I was reading here about this amazing group of women who meet once a year for a weekend to regroup, rekindle, and reflect - and have a whole lot of fun. I commented that I was envious that she had found her tribe. She wrote back that it isn't to late to find your own.
But is it?
I am lucky I have the best women friends that I have ever had in my life. It started the year before we left San Francisco, I started to find great women to be friends with - not just acquaintances, but real friends. Our kids were getting older and we could do more together that wasn't so child centered and that created a different kind of friendship.
Then when I moved to our little hamlet in the south I found even more amazing women. Women who I can call when my heart is broken, who I can vent when things are going all wrong, who I can share recipes, craft and walk the track with. These are women who when they get sick, life isn't going right, or need anything I hope to be there.
But are they my tribe?
They are deeply thoughtful women. They have lived amazing lives. They are all a bit headstrong. I love all of that about them - but are they the ones who I will spark me on my new adventure - I don't know. See, most of them (now if they are reading don't get mad) are 20 years older then I am. That age difference doesn't matter a hoot when they are listening to me cry about my latest battle or loss, but I have this feeling that I need women my age who are ready to do the next thing with their life. Ready to jump start their next adventure... I don't have many friends my age. There are a few who just recently included me in their crafty fun and I am so happy to be there, but I still think I need that group who sparkles the imagination.
Maybe I am just looking a gift horse in the mouth and I just need to dream bigger with the amazing women who are in my life - and maybe I need to keep casting my net wider.
Any advice ladies?
