friendship thing. A negative consequence of part-time work for me is that on the days I'm not working, I'm busy playing catch-up to the rest of my life, sadly leaving little time for friends. When I was at home all the time and especially when my kids were smaller, I needed my girlfriends for company - to help me survive the long days with small children.
It's those times of intense shared experiences (like having babies together, or studying together or travelling together) that often create the deep friendships. But sometimes those times of intensity and closeness can create a dissatisfaction with newer friendships in other times of your life.
I've been thinking that perhaps women expect too much of their friendships sometimes. Why can't all my friendships be like when I was at uni/in the wilds of Africa/when I had my first baby? Well, probably because I'm just not spending as much time with people as I did in those times of my life. So the friendships I have now can seem disappointing in comparison.
Sometimes, we feel disappointed that we don't have a 'bosom buddy' (ala Anne of GG). Where's that friend who I can share everything with? I'm starting to wonder if this is another unrealistic expectation (especially if you've moved around often or you have friends who keep moving).
I think I have friends who met different needs in my life. There's the friend who laughs with me about life. Or the friend who talks books with me. Or the friend who is older and wiser and can help me get some perspective on this stage of life. Or the friend who I can share my parenting failings with and I know she won't judge me.
Maybe there isn't just that one friend. Maybe there's a whole lot of different people who bring all sorts of interesting 'bits' to my life and all those 'bits' help me to keep putting one foot in front of the other as the days go by.