We All Live in the Land of Nod

There are no exceptions. We are women. We are asleep at the wheel on some of the most important journeys in our lives, and then some.

Please don't get me wrong! I'm not saying that we're ignorant or stupid or lazy or any other derogatory word you might want to slip into this sentence so you can be insulted. I'm not even suggesting that because we're women we are unaware of what may be going on around us in our lives day-to-day. I'm simply saying that we tend to romanticize the most important events in our lives. Often before, during and after they become reality. I'm talking about the fact that we are lulled into believing that whatever our world is at the moment it is good and safe and loving and then...

It happens. That life-changing event that sends even the strongest of us into a tailspin. The new man, the marriage proposal, the wedding, the breakup, the loss of a job, the birth of a child, menopause, the death of someone close. "I didn't think (fill in the blank) would be like this" we whisper. Yet, when faced head-on with these intrusions into our quiet happy little world as we knew it we find ourselves hearing for the very first time what our closest girlfriends had seemingly known all along. The facts.

And that's what this blog is about. It's about what all us gals have kept under wraps and to ourselves as we stood steadfastly by each other in that happy, euphoric, boring little center of the universe we call home. This is not information ordinarily bandied about at a reunion luncheon or a night out with the gals. Hell, we won't even crack the silence after having too much to drink.

Remember....every woman before you got the facts only because somewhere along the way they had a girlfriend who enlightened them right after a life altering moment. It's not like you were out sick the day they handed out this very personal information around the halls at school, or on vacation when your female co-workers were all talking about the fact memo around the water cooler, or god forbid, that time you missed the one Sunday dinner where your own mother was letting your sisters in on the news. NO! The fact is...you don't even know what you don't know until you needed to know.

This is not a serious blog, it's not meant to offend or be confrontational. It's not necessarily autobiographical. There's no hidden agenda here and I don't name names. (I know, I know...probably won't help me find a publisher) I just want to shed light on some of the facts of life before they find you!

Enjoy