It’s no surprise that in groups and social situations I
speak less frequently than in the past.
There are so many reasons for this change.
I have a tough time being heard over others and over
background noise.
I am so tired of people not hearing me, or misunderstanding
a word I’ve said.
Not to repeat myself, (oh, the irony) but I hate repeating
myself.
I don’t have as much to say.
I don’t have as much going on in my life as I once did, or as you do.
I’m not as willing to share stories about my
cats as some others may be.
I am not apt to launch into a long story, even if it is
pertinent to the situation. I am more
likely to bring up a topic or story, and then defer to a friend with a common
memory to tell it.
Humor (my specialty) depends largely upon delivery. My delivery is terrible.
Many times I would rather be a listener, ask questions and
allow others to speak. What can I
say? I am old and wise.
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