It's Robert's birthday on Tuesday and I decided to plan a little last minute brunch for him. Inviting all his favorite people. A half dozen women. Mostly my friends, but women he has lovely chats, martinis and stolen moments with both behind and right in front of my back! And I love him for it. Not that he doesn't have male friends, he does....well not really...he just really prefers the company of women. And I think it's sweet and genuine and a testament to what kind of man he is.
There was a time, 10 years ago, after 9/11, when so many of my friends and neighbors were instant widows, that I felt guilty about having Robert, and it almost ruined our marriage. Now, I notice the guest-list of some of his favorite girls are those widows, Robert somehow representing for them, the good guys their husbands were as well as enjoying the manly company of a funny, caring, intelligent man that is my husband.
I love these women and have admired their strength and resilience and would have liked to have had reciprocal friendships and martinis with their husbands and partners, but life, at least this life, has given us very few guarantees, so you really take what you can get. You don't always end up dancing with the one who brought you but you take your partner where you can and just dance a bit!
I'm in love with these girls and so glad to know them, Cheryl, Marian, Cheri and Jane, our coven of widows and my husband's girlfriends.
What a great post and what a great compliment and testimony to the goodness of Robert.
ReplyDeleteThank you Claire....I think you're one of the few people I've "poached" from Robert! Your friendship with him which has allowed us our friendship! x/o
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