Just Call Me Gladys
I’ve been more & more aware lately of how ugly the words “status quo” can be. I hate the idea of existing – as opposed to living – I want to happen to life rather than let it happen to me. So, hey, I’m trying to be not so comfortable. All of a sudden, I feel a bit like Mrs Kravitz (from Bewitched – I know – I’m dating myself!) We moved to a new neighborhood, and I’m out there talking to people I’ve never met before, inviting people in for a drink, planning a BBQ/nosh party so all who live here & care to participate can make some new friends. Being shy (really) this is so not my deal. But I’ve been there – and not just in a new neighborhood. I’ve started fresh – from ground zero – friends, church, job….nothing left but to look ahead, cuz what I’ve left is a black hole. I’ve sorta freaked myself out with all this, but I don’t want to back out. So when you see me, you’ll know what the white knuckles are all about. Be kind.