Former coworkers who became my friends

1st calls me to tell me about her vagina, and that one of the others had a heart attack, we continued to talk about everything.

Tonight I get called and talk for more than a hour to another former coworker and I enjoyed myself.

I miss them a lot, and I re-realize something. These women were like moms to me. They became friends, but in essence they were like watchful mothers trying to guide and wanting to see me strive for something more.