This evening, I will be peopling at my part-time job. My ole’ woman self decided about 5 years ago, that social interaction could be a good thing. I have always been an introverted extrovert,  being among people feeds a part of me, I enjoy it, but there is a hermit, a woman inside that adores her quiet, nature, and being home.

I’m bothered by the negativity and chaos of the world, my empathic heart needs recharging time. Time to slough off the weight of things that hurt my heart, that cause chaos and turmoil to begin to churn inside of me. I had gotten to the point i called going to the store, going out for supplies. My son said, “Mom, you need a job, you need social interaction.. “

He was right, I had spent years, some of my best years, babysitting and enjoying my grandkids who lived next door and with me. It was the best of times for me. But then they grew up, and some moved into town. I was alone again. So, an opportunity to just help a friend who could not keep help turned into 3 different jobs that gave me a chance to be among people.

I enjoy it, it keeps me social, and I like to think I make some people feel seen, some smile, and I am blessed by them as well. We are after all social beings, who desire contact and interaction… But being honest, I enjoy my alone time, not lonely time… as my ridiculous doctor says. But tonight I will be at my job, making nice, enjoying the company, and having engaging conversations with the people I see.