Jacob's Graduation
Yup - Jacob graduated today. And I got to be one of the few invited ones to attend! =) Actually it was sort of interesting... there was him (of course), his parents, his sister, his maternal grandparents, & his great-grandma. Then there was his best friend since elementary school. Then there was me.
Okay, yeah... those who know me well know what my brain started doing at some point during the day: Why in the world are you here? I mean, sure, no one seems to resent your presence or anything, but everyone else he invited is family to him. Jacob has known you for less than two years, so what in the world did you do to get included with his close-knit group? Is it an apology invite because he still feels guilty about your leg? Did his mom make him invite you? You don't really belong here, you know.
And it goes on and on...
Sometimes I wonder if I'm slightly schizophrenic or bipolar or something because I seriously have a second personality that does this to me. Someday I may explain more fully in a filtered entry. Suffice it to say, for now, that I am my own worst enemy most of the time.
But in the long run, things toward the end of the evening started going easier for me. Especially when the extended family left and the group got back down to the people I felt most comfortable with - namely the immediate family & Steve. I probably overstayed my welcome just a little bit, but it was nice feeling for a little while that I had somewhere else to belong.
Okay, yeah... those who know me well know what my brain started doing at some point during the day: Why in the world are you here? I mean, sure, no one seems to resent your presence or anything, but everyone else he invited is family to him. Jacob has known you for less than two years, so what in the world did you do to get included with his close-knit group? Is it an apology invite because he still feels guilty about your leg? Did his mom make him invite you? You don't really belong here, you know.
And it goes on and on...
Sometimes I wonder if I'm slightly schizophrenic or bipolar or something because I seriously have a second personality that does this to me. Someday I may explain more fully in a filtered entry. Suffice it to say, for now, that I am my own worst enemy most of the time.
But in the long run, things toward the end of the evening started going easier for me. Especially when the extended family left and the group got back down to the people I felt most comfortable with - namely the immediate family & Steve. I probably overstayed my welcome just a little bit, but it was nice feeling for a little while that I had somewhere else to belong.