Happy Wednesday, friends. Louise of Laid Off Mom has got one grrrreat post for you guys. Let's dive right on in... Two is always better than one….
Cookies. Cupcakes. Pigtails. Socks.
Did I mention, cupcakes?
Dining alone isn’t even fun unless you have someone to split the bread and dessert with. It’s taboo! Who does that anyway?!
I used to think that eating alone, RSVP’ing to a wedding alone, let alone showing up to a party sans a partner, was crazy! Just plain cray cray! Rachel Green never dined alone…so I sure as hell wasn’t even gonna dare do it!
That was until college. I lived in San Francisco for 3 years during college, and barely knew anyone. So I really had no choice when it came to dining alone or going somewhere…alone. I had roommates, but we were busy with our own lives most of the time. With the exception of my boyfriend at the time…I just had me. And believe it or not, it was great. Gave me a chance to think a lot, to explore on my own…to be me.
Ever since then, anytime I hung out with my friends or was invited to a dinner…I never minded going alone.
One thing I noticed when I’d be with a group of my girlfriends, is that “birds of a feather, flock together”. You always try to stick with your pack. Which is great, don’t get me wrong! But there is beauty and joy in going to a party and branching out…. meeting new people and creating great friendships that otherwise you wouldn’t have done, had you been with your girlfriends, and only with your girlfriends.
I used to be nervous that I’d be “that” girl, when I was alone at a party, or at a restaurant. But not anymore. While I am accompanied by my hubbs & my girls most of the time, I don’t rely on their company.
Being alone shouldn’t be feared. Relish in the moments of solitude, of bravery, and welcome new friendships. There are friendships to be made and places to discover…if only you let go.