My first reaction when I opened the party invitation was to say no. Although I love people, my preference is for one on one connection, not a crowded room with many conversations around me. Fortunately, I try to pause and pray before making decisions, and my friend had sent out the invitation early enough so I could wait to reply.

After some time I realized this was a rare opportunity to gather with friends from my old job, many of whom I hadn’t seen in 2 years, and some who I hadn’t seen as much as I wanted. I replied with a yes then started to come up with a plan that would allow me to connect with people without leaving me exhausted. Behold, the life of an introvert.

My plan was to get there within 10 minutes of the start of the party then leave when I could no longer have real conversations. I arrived on time, hugged the hostess and a few other friends, poured myself a half glass of red wine (since it would be a short visit) and then positioned myself by the front door so I could warmly welcome people. The plan was going well. Most of the guests were gathered in the kitchen and dining room, and I was able to greet my friends with hugs as they arrived.

The dining room table was laden with delicious food which I sampled in the corner while catching up on stories with one friend then another. This spot by the door was working out really well, but my glass had long been empty so I braved my way to the beverage table at the back of the house for some club soda, stopping to chat along the way. Surely I would be leaving soon.

While I was pouring my drink, another friend began a conversation. We had long discussion with her husband about a book she had recommended that I was truly enjoying. After being called together for a group photo, guests started giving goodbye hugs. I planned to do the same as soon as I went to talk with just a few more people. This was not an opportunity to be wasted.

Apparently, my plan worked better than expected. By staying on the periphery I was able to have good conversations with many people, actually lingering after most guests had left. While driving home that night, my eyes were sleepy and my heart was full. I’m so thankful I took this opportunity for a time to gather.