I’m not really sure how we got here, but, hey, here we are.
Once and for all: I lost my mother in March. This was months after all the issues with Lisa V. happened. The next day, I worked Y&R. I chose not to tell anyone there because that was the only way I could do my job. It was pure survival. I had to make the same decision for the reunion. We all had a lot of issues that needed to be talked through. I knew it would rob everyone of their ability to be honest with me if they were all walking on eggshells. More over, I couldn’t even talk about my mother without breaking down. The best—and really the only—decision was that if I was going to be at the reunion, I was not going to discuss what had happened until I was ready. I would have happily explained this to Dorit, PK, or anyone who asked.
When Lisa R. informed me that this had been brought up at dinner, I wanted to get to the bottom of it with Dorit. But Dorit said she didn’t remember. But now I know it was talked about. And there were some very strong opinions regarding myself and Lisa R. going around. Who is anyone to judge how I chose to handle the loss of my mother? Especially two people who I hardly know, and don’t have the all facts?
Congrats to Camille on her new pad, and her new independence. She’s had a tough road but always dealt with it with kindness and class. She deserves this beautiful new beginning, and I’m happy to celebrate with her. I was really looking forward to going there. It was meant to be a fun, nice day with Camille, Erika, Dorit, and me, but things got very tense, very quickly. This is not what Camille, or any of us, needs right now!
Can we get another new beginning for this lunch? Re-do, party of four!