Hermit Dares to Break Out

Screen Shot 2015-12-13 at 7.28.42 AMOn Friday, I went back and forth all day about whether I wanted to go to a thing that evening in Middletown.

In the morning, I was all “Sure, why not?” But as the day wore on, my list of reasons not to go grew: I’ve never been before. I’m not sure exactly WHAT this thing is, WHERE it is or WHO will be there. I’m supposed to bring a dish to share and I don’t know what to bring. Who eats that late anyway?

All this internal wrangling, it wasn’t really about the event. It was a choice between retreating and venturing out to be among people.

Wally arrived home looking forward to going. Since it was his birthday, I decided not to have a big discussion about it. I went.

Later, seated among faces both familiar and unfamiliar, we sang Christmas carols. It was very relaxing, very nice, very non-threatening. I was glad we’d gone. And on top of everything, someone had a 7-week-old Yorkiepoo, looking out at all of us with wonder.

I have no idea why these things always seem like such tremendously big decisions to me.

About Marilyn

Reading, thinking, listening, writing and talking about faith, creativity, ESL for refugees, grief and finding the story in a story. Student of Spanish. Foe of procrastination. Cheez-it fan. People person with hermit tendencies or vice-versa. Thank you so much for reading.
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2 Responses to Hermit Dares to Break Out

  1. Juliana says:

    When you figure out why they seem that way please share the wisdom – I haven’t figured it out yet either!

    I am so glad you are posting again – and so much! Such a blessing for those of us who treasure your writing.

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    • Marilyn says:

      You are sweet, Juliana. Thank you for that.

      Sometimes people don’t take me seriously when I talk about being a hermit because I do a fair amount of public speaking and appear comfortable in that. It’s a dichotomy I can’t explain, except perhaps, when speaking, my role is clearly defined, but when it’s just a mix-and-mingle thing, I feel like a loose wheel. And you know what? Maybe everyone feels this way and I don’t realize it.

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