It is quiet. I can hear the clock ticking and the hum of the refridgerator. It is overcast and raining today, but the wind advisories have finally stopped. The leaves on the fall trees seem to glow with their own light source. There is a fire in the fireplace and it seems cozy, yet a bit lonely here today.
My life seems to reflect this quiet, at times. While many people are trying to find ways to simplify there lives and make time to reconnect with real people in their lives, I am here. Not exactly waiting, but trying to find kindred spirits to share my life with. It does lead me to wonder why people shut down toward new friends as they enter mid-life.
Do we become so gun shy of relationships that we can’t be bothered to reach out? Tierd? Afraid to be vulnerable? Why do people shy away from others that wear their heart on their sleeve? Am I just inept at making new friends?
I try to live an authentic life of as much compassion as my human soul can manage (which is far from perfect.) I tell people when I am looking forward to hearing from them (and I am looking forward to hearing from them.) I invite people to dinner, I call and arrange lunch dates, yet the invitations so rarely come my way.
Am I looking for advice? I think, not. Maybe, just to know that there is someone else out there that experiences this.
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