Three women were meeting up at Brooke's Brew, a popular coffeehouse. They had a tradition of meeting every Saturday for coffee and pastries at Brooke's. Rose, Trixie, and Stacy gathered together for their weekly coffee date. Stacy hadn't been able to make it last week due to being out of town. Stacy had been a cheerleader during her school years.
Now she was a professional one which meant two weeks out of the month. She was either at competitions or training camps for cheerleaders. Therefore, she hadn't been present last weekend when Rose and Trixie had debated the evils of social media.
Stacy sighed deeply as she sipped her frappuccino. "Hmm, best coffee in all of New York without a doubt! After the exhausting week I had? I deserve this cup of coffee!" the attractive blond whispered as she enjoyed her beverage.
"How was cheer camp anyway, Stacey?" Rose inquired, sipping her espresso. The other blond perked up at the question as she tossed her ponytail over her shoulder before she answered. "Well, unfortunately, Rose, we had to discharge a few promising recruits. They'd become addicted to painkillers. Thus they need to be clean if they want a second chance."
"I've seen that multiple times at the hospital. Young athletes get injured and then hooked on painkillers. It's not a pretty sight. Not at all!" Trixie proclaimed before cramming a scone into her mouth.
"Trixie, could you please not stuff your face? It's disgusting," Stacy reacted, shuddering some from Trixie's awful table manners. Trixie reddened before dabbing her face, then looked quite apologetic. "Sorry, girlfriend, my bad. When you're a physician, you learn to eat fast because everything in a hospital is fast pace."
"Either way? Let's all mind our manners. Our children must know their manners as well. Lead by example," Rose pointed out, to which Stacy sighed. She'd her reasons for being a bit sad her friends were moms.
She took a deep breath before replying in a slightly shaking voice, "You know Spud, and I haven't had any luck yet having a child. The two times I've got pregnant, I miscarried both times. So we're currently considering adoption," she informed her friends. Her friends looked happy they'd figured out another way to have a family.
"Well, with your husband's booming enterprise of Spud's Fun Zones, you should be able to afford it. I'm so glad he could utilize his genius mind and need for play to create Fun Zones," Trixie commented cheerfully. Spud's Fun Zones were your standard pizza/ game room. Only it utilized both interactive actives to enhance cognitive function while things remained fun.
"Yep, I'm happy too," Stacy's pearly whites gleamed in the sunshine. She added, "We're already hoping to adopt a little girl from Singapore. So it'll be nice if all goes well. So what's going on in your guys' family life?"
"Julia is doing well in school," Rose answered with a proud smile. "She's the most intelligent kid in her class. Every week she's the top reader in the Accelerated Readers program.
That is a program where children read various books. After reading them, they take a computer quiz on them. They score points for every correct answer, and the top ten are announced every week."
"Angela is also a terrific reader. Don't forget that. I'm glad we push them to read instead of being swallowed up by technology. However, I've to say things got terrifying at the school last week," Trixie sighed, putting her coffee cup down.
"Why? What happened?" asked Stacy, baffled, seeing both her friends with expressions of outrage and dismay.
"You know its mandatory to get vaccinations to attend school, right, Stacy?" Rose asked to which the blond nodded. "Well, somehow, an unvaccinated child got into school. They spread a deadly bacteria, and the child's teacher nearly died. That educator just had a baby three months ago, to make matters worse. So then you're anxious about the baby as well."
"Both the hospital and school were beyond pissed off at these anti-vaxxers. So much the school board is suing the parents for child endangerment and hospital cost that teacher has to undergo."
"Wow, that's serious! I mean, why do these idiots exist? How can people not get the significance of immunizing? Especially with what's gone on in the world the last three years?" Stacy looked infuriated by it.
"Well, the mother wanted to have her son inoculated, but her controlling hubby wouldn't permit it," Trixie clarified. "Now, she's served her husband divorce papers and was given full custody of their child. The judge declared this was negligence and child endangerment as well."
"Did she get her son vaccinated?" the cheerleader desired to know. Trixie nodded. "It was the first thing she did after she got custody. So this guy? I think his name is Aaron Shane. Whatever his name is? He's now facing a class-action lawsuit plus a divorce on top of it. Karma sure bites, doesn't it?" They all nodded.
They chitchatted for a little longer before going to their favorite beauty salon to get their nails done. However, their conversation left them thinking quite a lot for the rest of the day. Quite a lot indeed.
Regret Is a Wasted Emotion
Regret won't right any wrongdoing. As best you can? Let go and forgive. Then forge onward in life.