I am crawling out from behind my shade,
where I have been silent, waiting, peering.
And though yes,
we have been sick, and
have had some life surprises yet to be mentioned,
mostly I have been hiding because of
I am one of those people who is
alone in a crowd,
and always have been.
The one who stands in a room of people
and knows she is different,
she is odd.
And it has weighed on me all of my life,
causing me to question friendships,
to drink cups of self-made rejection for
if they only knew me,
they would reject me anyway.
Slowly it has seeped in here,
into this little private corner of the internet,
the thoughts that if they only knew me,
they're just being nice,
but I am the odd one and no real care
no real friendships can develop because
truly like me.
But then Tonia wrote this post
and it spoke to me intimately.
And suddenly I realized,
we are all a little lonely and insecure,
feeling like the odd one,
we all get a little anxious, waiting for friendship
and wondering if it is real and
how long it can last. We all make up that crowd,
and yet each one of us feels like the one
a bunch of alone sisters (and brothers) together and so
we are not alone.
It's not just me. How selfish of me to think so.
So I'm crawling out of my hiding place now,
blushing and shy,
but coming out nonetheless,
and arms are extended,
awaiting a friend to fall into them...
and as you might feel the odd one too,
I whisper to you,
you are not alone.
I will be your friend,
will you be mine?
485 tonia and her wise words
486 the gentle guiding of others
487 a crying daughter running into her daddy's waiting arms
488 plays created be children for mother's day
489 a family spoiling this mama
490 new life
491 sleeping baby breathe on my neck
493 stellar's jay hopping around
494 small waterfalls
495 deer standing near us, staring, not running away
496 the excitement of a daughter
497 not changing one diaper for an entire day
498 healing words