I have a little bit of a "thing" about going to new places on my own. The same is true for meeting new people. So going to a new place where I'll meet new people is a double whammy. I don't actually panic, but I do feel slightly anxious, and a lot of times I will talk myself out of stepping outside of my comfort zone.
Today I wanted to go to an open house/sale in the town where G and I go to church. I had never been to the house before. I "knew" one of the women hosting the event -- meaning we were in the same WBS small group at least 15 years ago and she probably couldn't recall my name if her life depended on it -- and I had never met the other hostess, although I was familiar with her connections to my church and the community.
I could have forced myself to stop being such a silly introvert, sucked it up and gone on my own, but I didn't. So what did I do? I e-mailed my friend, D, and asked her if she wanted to go with me. Fortunately for me, she said yes. : )
I'm thankful for D's friendship and her willingness to go places on the spur of the moment and I'm especially thankful she wanted to go to the open house with me today. I think she understands some of my issues (even though we haven't openly discussed them) and I think she might even share some of the same issues as well. D has been a wonderful friend for more than 20 years -- a kindred spirit as Anne Shirley would say -- and I'm blessed to have her in my life!
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