One of the many perks of being unemployed is that I get to really connect and spend time with the parents who either have flexible work schedules, work for themselves, or are the CEO's of their households. There is one group that gets together, usually for breakfast, outside of school for a little fun. They call themselves the Mom Brigade + Dude in honor of the lone Dad. In the past I had varying degrees of interaction with these ladies. More friends than just friendly with a few. Others I only knew by face from seeing them during drop off, pick up, or some other school related activity. All it took was one invitation to one of their spring outings and I was hooked. Over a 2 hour breakfast we chat about everything from kids and parenting (of course) to life tips and advice and everything in between. We laugh, we think, we share, we explore. It’s a couple of hours of feel good bonding that warms my spirit.
Last Tuesday we got together for our inaugural breakfast of the current school year. It always amazes me how the conversation seamlessly flows from one topic to another, with side bar discussions between two people morphing into animated full table debates and then breaking off again with precise timing as if choreographed. Sometimes there is an obvious segue. Other times it’s a hard pivot. One of the most noteworthy moments of this recent gathering was when we talked about loving oneself and shared examples of how we’ve individually demonstrated self-acceptance. The gamut ranged from deciding to divorce after 15 years of marriage, to losing substantial weight to facing all types of fears. There was a point toward the end of that conversation when everyone became really quiet and reflective. Lost in our own thoughts. Processing the stories we’d just heard, the one’s we just shared. All the result of recapping a recent camping trip! How is that for a hard pivot! I’m thankful for this motley crew of women and the one dude who accepted me into their tribe. They are always just what I need, right when I need it.