Fitting in

It has never been my strong suit.  Like, I usually am playing a whole different card game.  Oh well.  As an adult, I really couldn't care less what people thought of me.  Yeah, it would be nice if I had some friends and actually got out every once in a while without having a panic attack.  But, I am content in the life that I have.

BUT...

My kids.  I want them to NEVER have the childhood drama I had around the subject of "friends".  I want them to learn a lot of things I learned growing up.  But I want them to actually want to come back and visit us if we continue to live in CO after they are out of the house.

If my parents still lived in Weston, I would visit; begrudgingly.  I would cringe and get knots in my stomach if I had to go to the grocery store praying I wouldn't see anyone that I knew from my childhood.  I thank my Heavenly Father quite often that my parents move halfway across the country.

So, there is this dichotomy.  My kids are young.  I can't just send them down the street to a friend's house.  I have to be there.  I have to interact.  I have to be somewhat of a friend of the parent there too.  That is the hard part.  Gaining and maintaining friends isn't something that comes naturally to me.

I overthink things a lot.  Especially with my children.  Mostly I do that because I want them to be friendly to all and to be liked.  Being a parent isn't easy at all. Seriously, how could anyone not like these cuties? ;)