Circles

I’ve never been much of a socialite.

It’s not that I dislike people (mostly) or crowds (generally) or conversation (specifically).

It’s just that I’ve never really needed to be around people.

For almost half a century I’ve been just fine alone with my thoughts, and for twenty-five of those almost fifty years, my one and only.

But I find myself with a circle of friends – like honest to God good friends – that I miss when they’re not around.

That’s been a rarity in my time on this planet.

I’m better for being allowed to know them.

Genuinely better.

I can’t explain it.

I don’t think I would if I could.

I’m not the same when they leave after a visit as I was before they arrived.

I’m thankful for that.

I’m thankful for them.

They’re my circle.

 

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