Just gave my first message at widows club. How the f*ck did I get here?
I found my group 8 years ago. About the time I was thinking I got out of it what I could, our then-(local) leader put out a plea for cohosts - folks that could commit to showing up before and setting things up and cleaning up after. Sure I can do that. And this group did so much for me, why not?
Which, really, is how I’m still in that group 8 years later.
We have new leader. We survived COVID. We’ve been thru a variety of meeting situations in the past 4 years.
Our local leadership has changed. It’s been pretty much all on one person for 2 years now. If she’s going to connect with new widows (truly her strong point), she needs help on the planning logistics.
Oh I can do that.
Our national organization also shifted. They went from a monthly video message to web resources. Some people expressed they miss the monthly. I said I can make a schedule- we can talk, or we can find an old monthly video.
Which is how I just found myself delivering my first message to my widows group.
A group I never thought I’d join. A group no one ever wants to join, and def one I never thought I’d have enough wisdom to share with anyone.
People have flat out yelled at me over the years that yes I have stuff to share that’s gonna help others.
Which is how I just found myself delivering my first message to my widows group.
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