I keep forgetting to mention....
Yesterday was Jill's birthday. We hadn't spoken in over 6 months, but I called her to wish her a happy 20th.
Some of you may remember her as my college friend who dropped out in large part to be with icky married Navy Guy.
They're together again. They're getting married next week. When I called, Jill invited me to come for the wedding.
Yet again, someone younger than me gets married. It's becoming a norm. Eventually I'll get used to it.
While I am over most of the anger of how much of a negative influence Navy guy was in Jill's life, I think it'd be out of my comfort zone to go to the wedding. The only people I'd know would be Jill, Jill's mom (quietest woman ever), Navy guy (who I'm not fond of chatting with), and Jill's brother (who makes me uncomfortable, but not as bad as Navy guy).
The wedding would be in Detroit (the dodgy end, I'm sure). I'm not comfortable enough to drive there and I don't want Navy Guy to come and pick me up. Plus I'll have homework. I might ask Jill for her address. I'll send flowers.
It's strange to talk to Jill. We used to have so much in common. Now there is nothing. She's not in school, not in church, not at work, raising children that aren't her own. I'm in college. It's gotten to the point where she's been gone so long, she doesn't remember what it's like to be a student. Due to my lack of experience with kids, there's not much I can understand about how her time is spent. Plus I don't really enjoy hearing too much about Navy Guy.
There is not much left to say.
Some of you may remember her as my college friend who dropped out in large part to be with icky married Navy Guy.
They're together again. They're getting married next week. When I called, Jill invited me to come for the wedding.
Yet again, someone younger than me gets married. It's becoming a norm. Eventually I'll get used to it.
While I am over most of the anger of how much of a negative influence Navy guy was in Jill's life, I think it'd be out of my comfort zone to go to the wedding. The only people I'd know would be Jill, Jill's mom (quietest woman ever), Navy guy (who I'm not fond of chatting with), and Jill's brother (who makes me uncomfortable, but not as bad as Navy guy).
The wedding would be in Detroit (the dodgy end, I'm sure). I'm not comfortable enough to drive there and I don't want Navy Guy to come and pick me up. Plus I'll have homework. I might ask Jill for her address. I'll send flowers.
It's strange to talk to Jill. We used to have so much in common. Now there is nothing. She's not in school, not in church, not at work, raising children that aren't her own. I'm in college. It's gotten to the point where she's been gone so long, she doesn't remember what it's like to be a student. Due to my lack of experience with kids, there's not much I can understand about how her time is spent. Plus I don't really enjoy hearing too much about Navy Guy.
There is not much left to say.
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