Thursday, July 17, 2014
Today I am grateful for my tribe. A long time ago, when he was visiting from Wisconsin, I had an interesting conversation with our oldest son. I was bemoaning the fact that I felt like I was too odd for most people to really “get”. Matthew said, “You just haven’t found your tribe.”
That concept really made me think. At the time I had a handful of local friends in my tribe. There were work people I liked and I think they probably liked me, too, but none were really in my tribe. Wherever you live, you must find your tribe. With a tribe anyplace can feel like home. Without it, no place will. I learned this lesson the hard way when we lived in Jakarta, Indonesia. I also learned your tribe members don’t even need to speak the same literal language that you do. You’ll come up with your own tribal language anyway.
I’m happy to say my tribe is growing. Fast. I still have the original members, but now I have a great tribe of women I do lunch with. Then there is the soggy tribe who do water aerobics. I recently met a woman in the Deep Water Aerobics class. We got to chatting and she’s a writer who just published a book. Look for it! “. . .between now and then”, by Jeanne C. Hoff, (Infinity Publishing). I’m a writer, too, remember? She’s also an artist. Me, too.
Today she gave me a wonderful pencil drawing she created in a form in which I have no talent. I love it. I’m going to hang it in my bedroom. But mostly I’m grateful that I can now consider Jeanne the newest member of my tribe.