Thursday, January 26, 2012


For about a year now, I’ve been living alone.  Mostly I don’t mind that, because I’m generally busy and I enjoy my own company (to the extent that I have conversations with myself in the grocery store now—yikes).  But for much of that time, I’ve been trying to make friends.  Female, male, four-legged, it didn’t really matter—I just wanted someone to hang out with, maybe a chance to hear someone else’s stories, maybe even someone to commiserate with now and then.  This is so much harder once you’re a grownup.  Especially if you’re a rather odd grownup…. 

However, these last few weeks, all that reaching out and extending invitations seems to be paying off.  I finally have a couple of people to call if I want to hear a different opinion or just feel chatty.  There are some people (including a new four-legged buddy) to call if I want to go for a run.  There are people who have time to share food.  This is wonderful.  Some of the last year was awfully rough, but I’m glad I made it through to now.  Thank you, each and every new friend, for sharing yourselves with me.  My life is so much richer because of you. 

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