No, sorry, you go first.
OK… my name is Selena. Well, no, it’s Gretchen, but I think Selena is so
much more interesting, don’t you?
What? Oh, I think John is a fine name. Do you know Tanya?
Our host, Tanya. Do you know her?
No, I don’t know who Phil is, but I’m glad he brought you. I’ve known Tanya
for years. Our kids were in a playgroup together.
My kids? They were… are 12 and 15. Rambunctious, but what kids aren’t,
right? Teenagers – boy! Just can’t be warned enough.
My what? Oh, my wedding ring. Yeah, uhm… I’m recently unmarried. He’s
dead, my husband.
Yes, thank you. No, it was quite sudden.
Oh, I’m doing well, I mean, fine with it. Life, who can predict, right?
No, I know. I thought I would go to college, get married, have kids and have
a job. It’s funny how much a college degree doesn’t matter once you have kids.
Like using it for your own betterment is some kind of… selfish act.
I’m sorry, what?
Heart attack? Well, uh, yessss; a heart attack. That’s what he had. His
heart just stopped. Suddenly.
Work? Oh yes, he was ALWAYS stressed out from work. He would come home in
these moods… always complaining. Nothing at home was ever good enough… just
never, never satisfied. Do you ever get like that?
Oh sure, who hasn’t had the bad day occasionally? Ha! Just today, I
couldn’t decide where to move my couch.
Because my carpet is, well, a mess. Stains. You know what it’s like with
teenagers. They stain everything. So it was throw the carpet out or move the
My kids? No, they didn’t miss my husband.
Don’t – of course I mean don’t. They don’t miss him. Kids can be so
Ha, yes, that’s what it’s like, right?
Well, I think I could handle the “world revolving around them” part. I mean,
we’ve all been there, right?
Right. No, it was more the fact that they felt so superior to me. Somehow,
my sacrifice, my devoting my life to them made them… better than me? Do you
know what I mean? Like I’m an idiot because I STAYED HOME to raise my kids.
Isn’t that what the books said was best for them?
Sorry… Stay At Home Mother Guilt. Ah, bless them. Where would I be without
them? I guess we’ll find out, right?
My kids? They’re camping.
It does seem cold for camping. Kids, right?
Uh, yes, the house is pretty empty with all of them gone. But I can relax
some, you know, with all the silence in the house.
I do try to focus on the positive.
I have no idea what the kids focused on. They never lowered themselves
enough to tell their poor, simple mother anything. Ugh! The mouths on those
kids! And, of course, husband blamed me… it was always me… my fault, my
responsibility, my problem. Yeah, I’ll solve my own problems, you bet I
What? Oh sure, no, yes – get some punch before it’s all gone. Lovely
chatting with you.
I seem to have a lot more free time these days.
Call me if you feel like coffee or something.