Left Out

Sometimes you just have to grab the little slices of time for writing. This post was mostly written while waiting... 

It's been a few weeks since I sliced, and it will probably be another few weeks as I head out on a once in a lifetime vacation on Friday. 


Left Out:

I'm waiting in the audience for my son's fifth grade "Celebration of Learning". It's not officially a graduation, though it is his very last day of elementary school. 

The crowd is abuzz with chatter. Moms talking, dads taking, mingling galore. 

As an introvert, I'm not part of the conversations. While there are a few parents I know from cub scouts, my tendency is to quietly observe and reflect. 

There was also a "Mom's Tea" for fifth grade  mothers a few weeks ago. As a working mother, I wasn't part of the volunteering or the social gatherings over the years. As a working mother, the tea being held on a work day at 10 AM would've excluded me even if I felt comfortable with all those involved stay-at-home or flexible schedule moms. 

I'm feeling left out, but I'm not sure why. I've chosen this life, and most days I'm satisfied. I have a wonderful family who enjoy being homebodies with me. I have friends. I have a wide enough circle of colleagues (many here and on Twitter) with whom I discuss, debate, and create to keep me intellectually challenged. 

Some days, though, I wonder what I am missing. Some days, I feel left out. 

I'm sure it will pass. 

I'm participating in the Slice of Life Challenge, hosted by the amazing educators at Two Writing Teachers. Now that March is over, we write and share on Tuesdays. Stop by to see what others are posting!

Also - if you stop by and comment, and you are also slicing - PLEASE feel free to include your URL in the comments. With over 200 people slicing, it is often hard to go find your specific link on the Two Writing Teachers page, and I'd love to come read YOUR slice too!