After their kids leave the nest or they stop working, women may find themselves drifting apart from friendships that turn out to have been situational -- linked more closely to being at the same place at the same time than to feeling like kindred spirits. When we lose common ground, relationships don't always mesh the way they once did.
In fifth grade, my BFF Diane dumped me for some girl named Helen. Diane and I had been inseparable for years and it took me what felt like forever to get over feeling betrayed. I agonized over what I had 'done' to deserve such mistreatment, and spent months eating my lunch alone under 'our' tree on the playground.
Normally, when it comes to movies, I'm a Bond kind of gal. Last week, between the cruddy news in the world and the looming changes in my own nest, I found myself in a bathrobe-wearing, chocolate-grazing sort of mood, for which the only cure is to watch a movie about women, starring women, and for women.