I think I'm still hung up on my personality on the placemat at the Chinese place we'd go to in junior high--a goat. I still remember the first part, "Except for the knack of always getting off on the wrong foot with people, the goat can be charming company." And it has been true--most people don't know my goofy side at first. It is buried underneath 8 loads of laundry and my still-unpacked suitcases from Chicago. And my very serious job of mothering and wife-ing. And my passion for growing in the Lord and healing from the past and who has time to just be silly?? But I have been lonely lately, and wondering how I could reach out more to other women, who I would start with, how it would work, and what it would look like. And why the times I've tried to reach out have been discouraging or kind of puttered out. Petered out? Sputtered out? You know what I mean. I suppose friendships can't be built in one attempt, eh?
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