Can I come over?

When I was growing up, my mother's best friend, Linda, was an ever present fixture in my life. On a regular basis, Linda or my mother would call the other on the phone and ask, "can I come over?" These visits were always accompanied by an endless stream of coffee and "a little nosh".

I loved when they let me eavesdrop on their gossip sessions, listen to them describe a new recipe that was "to die for" or discuss what they would wear to Friday night's cocktail party.

There were many times that I was told to go out to play or go find something to do because they needed to talk about "grown up things". I would hear whispers and sometimes tears as they helped each other through some mysterious adult problem.

When my mother decided to divorce my father and move to California with her boyfriend, her friendship with Linda ended and they never spoke again. I never knew what really transpired, but I suspect it was a very painful ending to a long friendship.

Most of us lead very different lives than our mothers and grandmothers did. We are single mothers, career focused, have home based-businesses or live far from family and friends. The days of going to a neighbors to borrow a cup of sugar and lingering for conversation and support, are mostly a thing of the past, but our need for connection and support from other women has not disappeared.

Goddess says, "Women are a source of great strength for each other. Make time for nurturing and healing relationships with the women in your life"