Last night on TV I watched The First Wives Club
for the second time. It's funnier this time around and more poignant. It's fascinating
how a movie seems to change when viewed from a different stage in your
life. Of course, movies don't change, (unless it is a horrible remake) but our lives do.
The first time I saw it, I was married with a baby. I remember feeling
that these women's fictional lives (while really funny) were absurd and so far
removed my life; I couldn't imagine that happening to me. Watching it now I
realize that I am now living through the same situation (although not as funny
in real life), replaced by a much younger woman. It's only funny to me now
because I have become a cliché, my story is
no different from so many women before me, and I'm sure so many after me as
well. I only wish that I had the same good, funny friends to share
my experience with, but as many of life's experiences we must face it alone.
I did
discuss the younger woman phenomena with an old friend. We remembered older men
chasing us when we were young and we wanted nothing to do with them, we were enjoying time spent
with men our own age! The idea of dating an older married man (especially the married part) was something we
would never have done.
While the women in the movie became in charge of their
divorces, today marks the date of separation on my divorce papers and my first day in court; my support hearing is still one month away. The movie had a happy ending, with the
friends dancing down the street. I only hope that one day I will be done with
this phase of my life and will be able to happily
dance my way into my new life.
My Cheap Fashion Fix
By Pinky
Shear black pleated and
ethnic print dress
$15.99 at Ross
Really love this dress!
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