Finding My Tribe

One of the ubiquitous phrases I have noticed on social media recently relates to ‘finding one’s tribe’. Since I am about as about as outgoing as your basic hermit, I didn’t really think this was a quest that I would ever embark on.

Today I realized that I am less of a hermit and more of a nomad. I have always had a ‘tribe’. As a child, I had my family and my fellow schoolmates. As a young wife and mother, I had my own family and my neighbours. As my children grew up and I became a solid member of the workforce, I had employers, fellow employees, suppliers and customers. When my children became even older, my tribe grew to include a parade of amazing and entertaining grandchildren.

With my retirement, my children and grandchildren getting busy with their own lives, and my siblings some distance away, I truly felt my tribe dwindling down to my husband and my little dog, Kat. Between work and golf for my husband, it was often pretty much me and my dog.

Except that, since I have started blogging, I have met many interesting and wonderful people on WordPress. I look forward to seeing their posts and I enjoy seeing that they have read mine. ๐Ÿ™‚ I truly enjoy exchanging the random comments. I have met people I have much in common with, people I have something surprisingly in common with and some whom I find thoroughly fascinating because we seem to have nothing in common. ๐Ÿคท

I have started meeting our neighbours and found that I once again enjoy the time it takes for a front yard chat. I even had one little neighbour over for a playdate with my grandson recently.

And I have started to meet and greet the regulars that I meet on my morning walks. There is one woman I have spoken to a few times. This morning, we had a lengthy chat. One topic led to another. I swear we have been living in a parellel universe for the past sixty-five years. I look forward to meeting up with her on a regular basis.

Whether I was searching or not, I seem to be finding my new tribe!

Kat’s Tribe๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚


9 thoughts on “Finding My Tribe

  1. I like to think I was somewhat outgoing during my first 4 decades of life. That changed when I started going deaf. The more hearing I lost, the smaller my world became. I always had a quick wit, but now when someone says something funny, if I hear it at all, itโ€™s too late for my clever comeback. Although Iโ€™m quite content with my own company it still sucks, but it could be worse. Would if I were losing my sight? Way worse. Keep yakking on your walks….

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  2. My Mother was very outgoing and she had a very difficult time coping when she lost her hearing, so I understand well enough to empathize with you. If it helps, feel free to make clever comebacks to my posts anytime! One can never have enough humor in their day. Take care๐ŸŒž.

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  3. I can honestly say that after these past 4 years in my life, I fell out of having a ‘tribe’ so to speak and have most certainly become a recluse. Thank goodness for folks like you to live vicariously through right now! ๐Ÿ™‚

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  4. I have been through those periods as well. I’m not sure how vicarious it would be living life through my eyes but go hard๐Ÿ˜‚. I will try to step up my game. ๐ŸŒž


  5. Like you I have had various tribes in my life but I am finding it difficult to connect now. That is partly because I spend winters down south, but also because I am fairly comfortable being reclusive. Now that I cannot travel, and now that gatherings are difficult or impossible, I’m very dependent on my online connections. I am very thankful for bloggers like you!

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