Because posting is closed on The Road to OK
Jill, I absolutely, positively, completely understand. No matter how much I like the new Girls – even if they don’t have nipples of their own yet – they are by no means as near and dear to my heart as the originals. The originals were large and a bit on the longish side post kids (we lovingly referred to that time as the Tube Sock Years) and they didn’t fit well into many clothes, but they were all mine and they suited me.
The very best thing about the new Girls is that one is made from my belly and as such bears the stretch marks from carrying my precious boys through pregnancy. I love it that those self-same marks are now much closer to my heart where they belong.
It’s hard to know how to “accept” the things in our lives. There really are no Cliff Notes on the subject. I guess I’ve done pretty well with most of it. But there are large chunks of “stuff” still floating around in my subconscious that come out when I least expect them. I am still pretty tit-centric myself. So I’m guessing I miss the originals much more than I’m willing to admit. Besides, what can I do about it?
Perhaps that is the secret to coping and accepting… Realizing there is nothing you can do to change the facts and making the best of a sucky situation. Honestly, I think that’s what most of life is about. Fake it till you make it!
BTW, I’m blown away by the quality of writing from these women also… And you are one of those with incredible talent. Don’t let differing opinions or being in a “different place” than others deter you. Every voice here represents other women out there who aren’t speaking yet.