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Beverly and the Baby Boomer Usherettes

I'm a member of the Women's Usher Board at my church. I joined the group because I wanted to carry on a tradition my father started. He was a member of the Usher Board at the church I was raised in and this was my way of carrying on that tradition and being of service to God.

To be perfectly honest, I don't feel very connected to the majority of the group. I actually feel like an outcast and often question why I don't just quit. Maybe because I'm relatively new and the majority of them seem to have known each other for years and have deep ties. But on this particular Saturday, I must admit I did have fun. I discovered through this group that there really are just six degrees of separation between us. I was surprised to learn that some of my fellow usherettes and I were connected through other people I've known a lot longer than them. I also learned some of us shared things in common like bowling---an activity I used to participate in regularly some years ago. I discovered I was in the company of teachers, researchers, HR Specialists, retirees, police officers and fellow baby boomer divas who, despite, all of our other differences, all have a true love for God and can share a good laugh. And yes, some of us can relate to hot flashes and menopause.

So the next time we all usher together at church, I'll be looking at them in a different light and I'm hopeful they'll see something different in me as well.

Comments

Carine said…
The world is really so small and the communities in which we live in even smaller. It always amazes me that no matter where you are you find someone who lives close by! On one of my reunions we sat down w/a group of students of which I only knew 2-but my husband knew a classmate of mine-turned out he once roomed w/ his cousin in college! His cousin was our best man!
See how small? Hope your group at church takes to heart the "6 degrees of separation" and you feel very much at home w/ them very soon

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