I am struck by the life I am living. I never would have imagined I’d be a 30-something, single, clergy-girl living in a fab Boston-area apartment on my own. I am happy with where I am. I have worked hard to get here! But that doesn’t change the fact that I sit here somewhat shocked by the life I am living.
I realize that I need to take steps to get out there and meet new people. I have moved “home” to a city where only a couple of my friends have remained. (Thank God for D and Lynn!) Most people have moved away from the area while I’ve been living it up at seminary. Whenever I move to a new area I have to force myself to be an extravert for a while in order to find places and people who feed my soul. This time around is no different and oh-so-different. Where does a single, 30-something clergy-girl go to make friends and have fun?
I’m not quite sure so I have a new question I am asking myself when I realize I am losing my extrovertism: What would Carrie Bradshaw do? I don’t yet have all the answers, but if my shoe closet is any indication – I’m heading in the right direction.