This time of the year can be challenging for the introverts among us. The Holiday Party comes to mind.
The dread arises earlier in the day of a weekday Party. Do we need to go home and change into a festive outfit? Will there be easy access parking at the event location? Will there be any healthy food? How can alcohol or too much alcohol be avoided? What are the names of the partners we met last year? What is the right time to arrive? When is the earliest we can leave without being rude?
The first hour has the potential for the most awkwardness. Introductions, ordering drinks, commenting on the traffic, lamenting the inclement weather, admiring the adorable clothing item, and inquiring about the kids are common conversation starters. Then stories pop up, grabbing the attention of a group. This is when I am grateful for the extroverts who can entertain in this way while I take a breath. listen, and taste the food. A little later, after a drink or two and a plate of eats, a sort of relaxation arises. Women talk about how their husbands won’t accompany them to the spa for a pedicure. Laughter follows. The laughter of understanding. People shift from their assigned places at the table and pull up a chair next to someone new. A sense of community and enjoyment fills the room.
If you had left the party early, you would have missed the laughter and joy that comes alive when we share stories. Stories that highlight our shared experiences and restore our hope in a shared humanity.