I’m A Clubwoman

Never before have I spent four days with 600 women and had so much fun! (I don’t think I’ve ever spent that much time with that many women — in my life!) AND, never before have I met so many extraordinary women who give so much of themselves to their communities, the country and the world.

I just made my reservations for the GFWC National Convention in Cleveland and look forward to meeting many of you there! This is my first GFWC convention and I’d appreciate any tips you “old-timers” might have.

So often when I think about domestic violence I tend to focus only on women. After all, they are usually the ones that take the brunt of the abuse whether it’s verbal, physical or emotional.

I’m not sure what happened to my walkin’-around-money, but over the past six months it has disappeared along with a lot of my retirement savings. This is not the way I planned it when I retired in June 2007.

Whoever thinks that winter is a time to slow down and hibernate should come to Westminster, Maryland! The past few weeks have blown by almost as powerful as the 40 mph winds outside my window!

When I got out of bed this morning and looked in the mirror I was awake enough to realize that I’ve put on a few pounds or rearranged them and I don’t like the arrangement!

Have you ever been in the situation where someone asks you to do something, but you’re not real sure what you’re getting into? My first year as a clubwoman has been that way! Lucky for me they haven’t steered me wrong! This week I had another one of those “opportunities.”

Have you ever met someone and knew right away that you could be fast friends? That was the feeling I had when I first met our club’s then president-elect, Norma Jean Swam. Within a few months we were comparing “mother stories” and leaning on each other for support through times when we both spread ourselves too thin or just needed someone to listen and understand.