Moving into this new city took a toll on my social life. I miss my girls... I extremely do. We worked together, you see, Fiercely Fab Moma, Glitter & Glam Moma, Shopaholic Wife and I. So another day at work was never another day of work. It was hours of chit-chats and giggles, bags and shoes, make-up and men. We had the most fabulous time... in the mall, at the beach, with the karaoke, over dinner, over booze, in long drives. Girl talk was at its best- bad times became good, good times became better.
We had our little pink bubble.
It burst a year ago.
Life branched in different directions for all four of us. I never discerned the vastness of the oceans, until it sailed us apart.
When I think about it, I realize how much I've given up to start this new life. But life must go on, I guess.
Then again, information technology has made the world smaller everyday. Knowing that the girls are mouse-click away... that should be my band-aid relief.