I Am Different [Being Different]
And there I was again, in that place, where it was 2pm, listening to speakers.
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My introversion wanted me to withdraw, go home and rest; not easy. Not easy either to put up a false front, keep smiling, appear sweet and pleasant with people you wish you'd never see.
There were redeeming moments though. My husband's schoolmate and me saw each other, after a decade. We had a long list of updates to talk about. He still remembered what he told me when I was a fresh widow. He read my palm and predicted there would come a second love in my life....Well, although he claims he is adept at palm reading, I proved him wrong.
I saw Wend, a former co-worker, very much younger than I am. We also talked about life, for hours, not wanting to separate from me. I was grieving when he and me were working in the same department, and I didn't know he was going through chronic depression then. It's only now that he told me that my words and small acts of kindness made a difference in his recovery.
Not to mention the show offs, the snobs, the gossipers, the grandstanders. Some people are immature. I was childish too; I was judging.
[image deleted]I was happy, in my own little way. Esp when I saw the sweets on the buffet table. I chose the ones I liked, took two of each, one for "someone/dear to my heart" and one for me. I was smiling.
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My introversion wanted me to withdraw, go home and rest; not easy. Not easy either to put up a false front, keep smiling, appear sweet and pleasant with people you wish you'd never see.
There were redeeming moments though. My husband's schoolmate and me saw each other, after a decade. We had a long list of updates to talk about. He still remembered what he told me when I was a fresh widow. He read my palm and predicted there would come a second love in my life....Well, although he claims he is adept at palm reading, I proved him wrong.
I saw Wend, a former co-worker, very much younger than I am. We also talked about life, for hours, not wanting to separate from me. I was grieving when he and me were working in the same department, and I didn't know he was going through chronic depression then. It's only now that he told me that my words and small acts of kindness made a difference in his recovery.
Not to mention the show offs, the snobs, the gossipers, the grandstanders. Some people are immature. I was childish too; I was judging.
[image deleted]I was happy, in my own little way. Esp when I saw the sweets on the buffet table. I chose the ones I liked, took two of each, one for "someone/dear to my heart" and one for me. I was smiling.
