This day is just curiouser and curiouser

[susandennis]

I just got a note from an old old friend asking if she could come for a visit in September or October.

This woman is one of those forever friends. She and I were in college together. In fact, I introduced her to her then future husband. She was from Pittsburgh and I spent lots of time at her house and she at mine when my folks lived in North Carolina and then New York City. After school, she and David moved to Washington, DC.

After school, it was the occasional letter and sometimes phone call.

Once, when I was trying to noodle out my own horrible marriage, I drove up to see her from North Carolina. David took their little girl - who was then about 4 off for a weekend adventure and Connie and I sat in her kitchen and talked and ate and laughed and talked and ate and laughed for the entire weekend. It kept me from killing my husband. We were all very grateful.

More years of the oaccasional letter and sometimes phone call. When I got near DC on business, I stopped in for a visit. It kind of amounted to a visit every 4 or 5 years for the next 25.

She has been out here to visit in Seattle a couple of times and we always have fun just hanging together. I'm not sure we'd be close if we lived near each other but we enjoy each other's company.

Then, last year, in March she wrote to say she and David were getting a divorce. She was not a happy camper. Then in July I got three very long emails from her right in a row that were so hateful and bitter and mean that it hurt to read them. I responded to the first one as tactfully as I could. But, I just did not know what to do with all her venom. So I didn't answer any more.

Then today - a year later - I get the email - one line - "I think i'd like to come visit you the end of Sept. or in Oct. Would that be ok? xo con"

I've always felt guilty that I dropped out in her hour of need but she sure didn't need what I had to give. Hopefully she'll give me some clues about where we stand in the DavidIsEvil drama... And I'll have time to figure out how to handle it.

What an odd day.