Well, I just moved here two months ago. I have a church that I go to, but they don’t really know me yet. I went and asked for prayer when they asked if anyone had any prayer needs. I asked for my friend Patricia (who belongs there too) who’d just had a mastectomy the day before, and for me, who was facing the same thing. I was the only one who stood up and asked. The man up front forgot to mention me. I got up and left and cried. I did tell the man at the door, who with his wife is a new friend. He prayed with me and told me they were friendly there. (they THINK they are) He encouraged me to find friends, but you can’t just walk up to people and say “Hey there, want to invite me home to lunch?” And I’m friendly with several couples, but only talking in church. and the wives are always busy.
I do want to say that I’m very friendly, one of those never-met-a-stranger types. :D I smile and greet everyone. But it never goes beyond that.
I’m ok being alone, but I guess I am lonely.
Just 2 months and now a major operation. That is tough! I will keep you in my prayers.