"The mind can weave itself warmly in the cocoon of its own thoughts, and dwell a hermit anywhere." James Russell Lowell
My article entitled How and When I Became a Hermit actually floated into my mind while I was taking a shower in an RV park where we were staying. I was musing on the fact that even the simple process of taking a shower had become an ordeal for me. I had, indeed, became a recluse.
The article is autobiographical and spans many decades, from almost failing shorthand class in high school because of shaking hands, how I became a social worker even though I was scared to talk to people, learning that I had a serious form of PMS, and discovering that many people are introverts and need not try to be anything else.
This was a hard story to write, for it opens the door to my soul, exposing the real me to the world. I wrote it because it was a story that wanted to be let out. I have received comments from many people who said they could relate to what I had written. I will be happy if my words can lead even one person to accept and understand their own journey of life a little better.
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I am a storyteller. I like to wrap inspirational messages inside little vignettes of my life or the lives of others. I grew up in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan and am now living full time in an RV. Everything I've experienced in my 65 years in this incarnation is fair game to be written about.