I argue with myself all day, and in the end decide to don a smile to cover my insecurities. I’ve already missed three circle meetings and it wouldn’t get any easier if I put it off one more time.
Ric drives me so I can leave my walker at home. Having scouting out the location, I knew the coffee shop was small, with a narrow entrance.
Now, all I had to do was walk in and say “hello”. I am the first to arrive. A voice from behind the counter welcomes me.
Soon, a chipper figure appears, bearing a banner and books, and I am happy to see I am indeed in the right place. I introduce myself. She is warm, and welcoming, and I know I’ll be okay.
Taking that first step to try something new is always daunting. Venturing into an established circle even tougher. As it was, our gracious host introduced me enthusiastically to each member that arrived. By the time we were all seated and ready to start, I felt at home.
Course, the topic of discussion helped. I have found a poetry circle in my little town.
Sometimes a smile is just the right key to open doors.
This week’s focus was smile, and certainly all the posts had the effect of making me smile. Thanks to all who participated: