Despite the winter solstice being over a month away, it is already cold and dark here. Which means that when I'm not at work, I'm happiest when I'm on my couch with a blanket and a good library book. (Currently reading Shrill by Lindy West on the advice of...someone? Twitter? A blog? I really like it!) As an introvert, I can go for very long periods of time with minimal human interaction and actually feel okay about it. Until I emerge from the dark, eyes blinking in the bright sun, and realize that I haven't maintained any important relationships, of course.
I was reminded of the need to nurture relationships this week when I encountered someone who was in hospital and was very much alone. It's bad enough for someone to be in hospital, where the beds are hard, the food is cold and bland, and there is absolutely zero privacy. But to do it completely alone? I never want to be in that position. And even if I am lucky enough to avoid being in hospital, I want to always know that there are people in my life that I can turn to when I need them.
So, immediately after the interaction, I pulled out my phone and started texting. "Friend, want to go for brunch this weekend?" "Friends-who-are-family, let's spend a day together at Christmas and binge watch movies in our pjs!" "Mom, want to come put up the light that I unearthed during my massive purge last weekend?"
(The last one may have been more practical than relationship-building. But that's why we have moms, right? Ideally, at least.)
It's good to be reminded that I need other people. Even when I'd rather be at home in my sweatpants.