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I have greater social needs than my husband
2 September 2013
It can be said, that I have far
greater social needs than my husband.
Because while he is quite happy
to be the king of his Castle and stay home rather a lot and rule over his
empire, I require just a little bit more.
It’s not so much that I’m a great
social butterfly. Or demand to be out
and about on the town. In fact, far from
it. However, I do need outside input,
from women in particular.
I think this can be traced back
to women, in general, who tend to be more sociable. Men are more nuclear and self-soothing if you
like.
Even just seeing my friends,
while we’re waiting outside school, to collect our sprogs, is good for my
soul. For a brief few minutes, we’re
given the opportunity to connect. To
uplift each other. To bloody-well talk! Inevitably, it always involves laughing. Usually a quick hug and a kiss too. It’s knowing that someone out there cares
about you. Knows what’s happening in
your life. And yes, the reverse is also
true. As you care about them, and know
what’s happening in their lives too.
Phone calls are also marvellous
for this very same purpose. You get to
expend some of your daily word quota, and share a bit of what’s happening in
your life and in theirs. And I indulge
in this regularly. In fact daily, as I
am blessed with wonderful women in my family, who also fulfil this vital
role. And I have many other fantastic
friends too.
My Twisted Sista’s and I, see
each other fairly regularly. Some of us
have kids in the same Primary School.
Some in the same High School.
Some go to the same dancing studio.
Some, not any of the aforementioned.
Yet we live in a small-ish town, therefore we still bump into each
other. Just seeing them soothes my soul
and lifts my spirits.
They are the family, that I had a
hand in picking. The one I chose for
myself. Their kids are like my own. I know their parents, their siblings and
their other friends too. I can pop in
uninvited and make myself a nice cuppa coffee.
I can open their cupboards and reach into their fridge, and for them the
same is true of my home.
We are there for each other, in
the daily and the mundane. Through
broken geysers, flooding, kids in hospital, operations, lifting and carting
each other’s kids around, supporting one another in any way possible. The death of parents, cars breaking down, moving homes, job
losses, and job gains, financial highs and lows. Marital ones too. Basically, we’ve got each other’s back.
We’ve got a cell phone group,
which provides much fodder for laughter, and so the six of us Twisted’s can
“chat” via our phones. Our husbands have
admitted that the constant pinging is a bit of a disturbance at times, as the
verbal volleys can fly back and forth for ages.
Sharp and pithy little one liners, usually accompanied by wittily
appropriate emoticons. The sense of
humour is wicked and naughty. And it
lightens up my life. The other day, a
“quick” little chat, required 39 WhatsApp messages flying through
cyberspace. What fun!
I’m so grateful for my bonus
Twisted family. They bring meaning,
colour, depth, support, humour and love to my world.
Viva Twisted Sista’s! Viva!
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My lovelies! Sadly Thea is absent on this pic, as she was the photographer.
A rare more sombre pic
And Thea is in - having an uncontrollable attack of the giggles
And it carried on and on and on...
Trying hard to compose themselves once more
A recent weekend away
My Sista's and I
Many moons ago - missing Rinette sadly
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