Having People In


she switches seats for the chair with more padding,
then pulls it forward a foot.
He moves to the glider
left behind by the former owner.
I dare turn my chair
away from the spot that works for me in solitude,
then a little more,
to face them both straight on
and not at an awkward angle.

This morning
when I see things as they were left,
it all seems right.

Too long
I put off inviting
until I got everything just so –
arranging, staging, positioning,
striving to copy some style seen on Pinterest
or the cover of a magazine.
It never did suit me.

It isn’t until I have people in
that the furniture tells me where it wants to go.



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 Having People In

  1. Katie says:

    Doggie looks so comfy:)
    LIKE your sun (?) room!
    I enjoy and appreciate your writing.


  2. “Having people in,” is better with a hostess who’s relaxed than one who is fretful over style and neatness. My brother tried to teach me that years ago, but I haven’t learned it perfectly. Even now I sometimes open the door wide eyed in alarm if someone arrives “early.” My goal is to embrace early-comers with a smile and care more for them than a completely mopped floor. I love thinking of furniture telling me where it wants to go and I love going to the home that is just like yours, with a friend at home in it!


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