Thursday, October 20, 2011

Bigger Picture Moment: Breaking in

I'm in the market for new friends. Local friends.

We've been settled in our new community for almost three months now and I'm still trying to connect with people. It's hard work.

I've been putting myself out there, kind of trolling for shared interests through play dates, church activities and hanging out in the usual mom-n-tot haunts.

So far I've made a handful of acquaintances and there are a few prospects, but no real friendships have taken hold yet.

It takes time and I need to wait patiently.

There are indeed some great benefits to making a fresh start in a place where no one knows you.

You can reinvent yourself entirely or perhaps just tweak those few things about yourself that you wish hadn't crawled into your everyday self and taken hold in your previous location.

I, for one, would like to start the new habit of putting on make-up every day, so as to drop the haggard, new-mom thing I had going on back in our previous community.

New town, new routine, new look and no one's the wiser.

Being new also has some exotic appeal.

I have a pretty good handful of conversation starters in that I've just moved to the East Coast from southern California. I'm a homeschooler and I have a pilot for a husband.

But this is the sweet season where those perks are concerned. It really won't take long for the thin veneer of what I am and where I came from to rub away and reveal the worn, dinged-up truths beneath the surface.

Then I have to fully embrace who I really am and how others might perceive those qualities.

Here, inside me are scars and gashes from childbirth, parenting, deployments and relocating so dad-gum often.

Here are imperfections -- selfishness, laziness, over-zealousness -- that have embedded themselves so deeply that they may never be sanded smooth.

Here are good things too, the kinds of stains that when they catch the sunlight, they only make the whole piece seem more refined and beautiful.

Here is the added richness of wisdom and pathos. Here are deep grooves of passion for writing, cooking and teaching.

One day soon, some of the people I run into with increasing frequency will see me. They'll really see me in all of the ordinary ways that I am me.

And maybe, someone will find something else here. Something extraordinary, or perhaps a few shared imperfections. And we will become friends.

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8 comments:

  1. I am such a homebody, resistant-to-change kind of girl. I have rarely moved in my life and have never given much thought to the opportunity for reinvention you speak of. Wow, can I see how appealing that could be! I love your attitude. So positive. That will be a friend magnet I am sure!

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  2. I pray for these kind of friendships, too. The kind that see beneath the seemingly friendly person that comes through in initial meetings -- the kinds who will see something more than just nice or friendly or pleasant but the authenticity of who I am ... I pray the same for you. It's lonely without those people, I think. I love your honesty here. Thanks for sharing this.

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  3. Beautifully thought out and articulated essay once again, dear D. These are the kind of friends you will attract and hold close- those who see not only the beautiful facing of the tapestry that your life has woven, but also the back of the canvas with the knotted, broken, and twisted threads! I love you.

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  4. when the "veneer" wears off... that's when your new friends will be truly blessed. trust me :) Praying for you dear friend. I know how hard this stage is. exciting, new, and yet again uncharted waters. i'm starting to think about it myself again.... why can't the detailers ask for wife input where friendships are concerned?!

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  5. Making new friends can be so hard as an adult. I'm lucky to live in my hometown but it can be difficult to maintain those relationships...good luck to you, and I'll look forward to visiting your blog again.

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  6. It will happen, I know it! You seem to have a lot in common with my cousin...she homeschools, lives in CA, and was married to a pilot! (Sadly, they're divorced now.)

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  7. I've lived in the same area for fourteen years and I still search for friends. It's this balancing act-- wanting to put a good face forward, wanting to look like someone who's worth being friends with, while at the same time not wanting to be fake. Good luck to you!

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  8. Oh, I *so* wish you'd moved here a year ago! You are just settling in as I am readying to go... and anticipating the unease of transition that you speak of here. If I muse on it too long, I start getting panicky. But like you said, the friends are there, and they will come.

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