It seems like the older I get the harder it is to make new friends. I consider myself to be a friendly, easy-going person. Heck I would want to be friends with me. I am not saying I’m cool by any means (from what I hear I’m quite lame) but I’m tolerable. I think those qualities alone put me up pretty high on the friend scale.
Let’s get something straight: I do have friends. Really I do. Great friends! However they all live back home in Indiana. I am in the moving business now since my husband is in the Air Force, which means I am going to have to get out of my shell. You know mix and mingle. Invite people over for dinner. Maybe swap clothes and find someone’s hair I can braid.
For the most part I consider myself an introvert, but I still enjoy get-togethers. Wait… does that make sense? Basically I love being alone, but I enjoy spending time with my family and friends. But let’s face it my family and friends won’t be traveling with me. Trust me I’ve asked them. For some reason they won’t drop everything they are doing and move across the country? Talk about being selfish!
Now I am living in Monterey, California and that’s a LONG way from home. In a few months I will be moving back home for a little while. Then I’m off again onto our next adventure.
As adults it can be hard to make friends because we are busy. We have our own families. We are set in our own ways. Most likely we have a set group of friends we’ve made already. New friends? Who has time for them?
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve wrestled with my thoughts when it comes to hanging out with new people.
Should I text her? No that’ll be weird.
I don’t want to bother her.
What if she doesn’t like what I like? And so on… I wish it was as easy as asking, “Will you be my friend?” But that would be extra awkward.
The truth is establishing healthy relationships outside of your family is necessary. No matter how hard it is at least try. Of course you won’t click with everyone and that’s okay. Nevertheless, make time to reach out to others and who knows what may develop. I am learning to walk out of my little bubble. In doing so, I have made some cool memories.
I’m happy to report I have made a few friends while here in Monterey. Of course it took me all but a year to get into the grove of “friend making” or whatever it’s called. But it’s really simple, like I tell my preschooler: smile, share, be polite, keep your hands to yourself, and treat others how you would want to be treated.
Now I have weekly walks with a couple of neighbors. I’ve hosted movie and game night at my house. Plus I also have wonderful coworkers that I’m blessed to know. Not to mention I have more than a handful of preschoolers that are the best friends a girl could ask for.
So cheers to making new friends and investing in those new relationships.
Thanks for stopping by friends,