I sit in the center of the table, clearly part of the group. I don't believe my colleagues think anything of the differences among us. Normally neither do I. But once in a while I am self conscious. I notice the difference, and it is me.
I am welcome. I am respected. I am included. Yet sometimes I am lonely. Without reason it appears. Perhaps it is a lack of common experience. These are my friends and colleagues, the people with whom I spend so much of my time.
I always meant to finish this, but somehow it never happened. Still, I believe it's worth posting, worth sharing, worth saying (as it was) out loud.