I realized yesterday that I have quite the busy weekend.
I have a girls’ night with some friends from church this evening, I have family in town and we are going to do a tour and tasting at a distillery tomorrow, and I am hosting a rum tasting at my place for a few friends on Sunday evening.
A year ago, I couldn’t even handle entertaining the idea of making friends. I had just started going to my church (we celebrate our first birthday the 16th!), and I was still in the throes of my depressive state and multiple episodes. Going to church frightened me–heck, meeting people frightened me–and I kept feeling I would never return to the at least semi-social girl my husband had married.
And yet, here I am, going to events and actually inviting people into my space.
I admit, I almost backed out of girls night. I do much better in smaller groups, but our small groups with church are about 12 to 20 people, and that is about how big this girls’ night will be. So I’m going for it. I even made food–a roast with some glazed carrots. It’s Harry Potter-themed, actually, because we are all huge fans, so I also made Butterbeer (the non-alcoholic version).
But the closer the time got for the events, I found the more excited I was. I have friends, I thought. And, while it’s nerve-racking, it’s also exciting.
So here’s to making new friends and expanding horizons. Because we do better in community.