There are those who have lots and lots of friends, and there are those who don’t.  I fall into the latter category, mostly, I think, because I don’t mind being alone.  Let’s face it, it’s easier to be alone, do things alone, or just stay in the house on a cold night rather than go out.  It’s even more difficult to get out of the house as a single mom, but that’s a whole ‘nother post.I have always been on the socially awkward side, shy, never sure of the right thing to say or do in social situations, and continue to have embarrassing moments at parties and get-togethers, about which I am still mortified, although I hide it well.

Don’t get me wrong – I love having a Girl’s Night Out (just planned one for later February with a couple of old friends!), but I also love my computer, and my kindle, and my fireplace…

But just this week, I have connected with a few friends I hadn’t seen in weeks, even months, and it felt good.  It felt good to talk about myself for a bit, and to have adult conversation.  And I realize I need that interaction with all of my friends from varying parts and times of my life.  It reminds me of my whole person, and reminds me of the rather huge, yet invisible, net I have to fall back on when things are rough.  I don’t avail myself of it enough.  I forget.  I need to remind myself more to reach out to all of those connections.  For my own mental health and stability.

How about you?  Do you remember to make time to connect with your sometimes far-flung friends?