The Good, the Bad, and the Funny Part 5

[mkultra]

Journaling:

You know those fantasies we have about being fabulous in front our H's friends and then H has to hear stories about how fabulous we are? That was last night for me. I was very anxious about having my 20th Reunion Cocktails at my work last night because the man in charge has been my H's #1 proponent for divorce and he is his only transitional enabler friend at the moment. Uck. This friend is a real slime ball, but I smiled and let him dance with me and my friends for one dance only.

Then my H's true friends came. They are so supportive of me and my kids. If you know me, you know my H and I were together as children at church camp so his best friends have also been my friends for over 20 years! They were great. But another friend P got really drunk and she started spewing a lot of gossip to them about my H and his OW so I guess that confirmed they are still together. Friend P said she saw OW working one block down from my work at a tacky laungerie store and that she was really ugly and that she saw my H and he was really miserable and depressed waiting for her to get off work. I told her to stop gossiping so she took the guys into the other room to talk more smack, like she was doing me a favor. They came back shocked. These guys are total Christians!!! They asked, "What happened to H??? I cannot believe what has happened?? Are your kids OK??"

I smiled but after two shots of whiskey I did tell them that D6 said her dad was dead and that he did lose a lot of weight and that I did have to take over his job to help my mom and to make ends meet.

It is funny. Their only reply was that they have never seen me look more beautiful and happy. Men. Sweet though. I told them with all the conviction in my heart, "I am happy."

It will go down as one of the best nights of my life. This has been a cathartic experience. Full circle. Spending one night with all my friends from 20 years ago, may of them were at our wedding ten years ago and now they are here for me now as I go through this horrible process. OK I did miss my H for a minute because he would have maybe seen how life could have been surrounded by so many loved ones in one place. How many chances do we get to be with that many loved ones? Wedddings, funerals, and reunions. And he is with some bar tramp and such. Nice.