Not Like the Others…Introversion at Holiday Time

When I was a little girl, I loved Sesame Street (I still love it, but even my kid has ‘outgrown’ it for several years now). I’m an old person, so when I regularly watched Sesame Street, there was still a segment on the show that I don’t think they do anymore in an effort to embrace inclusion on every level (which I like a lot, by the way). Anyway, this part of the show was a little song…

“One of these things is NOT like the others…
One of these things doesn’t belong…
Can you tell which thing is not like the others
By the time I finish this song?”


“Three of these things belong together…
Three of these things are kinda the same…
But one of these things just doesn’t belong here…
Now it’s time to play our game.”

not the same

And then kids were supposed to pick out that the blue balloon was different. Or the green hat was different than the 3 yellow ones. Or there were 3 gloves and a 1 mitten. Or something. I’ve always felt like this segment of Sesame Street in life, and it began early…when I was still a Sesame Street watcher…before I even went to SCHOOL..inside my own family.

Last night was Huge Family Christmas. Don’t get me wrong. I have some nostalgic joy about Huge Family Christmas, despite the sticking out like the blue balloon every year of my life. I like watching and being in the presence of happiness, and it’s hard to beat 50-70 people sitting around drinking and eating fat and salt and sugar and opening gifts to get a big dose of Other People’s Joy. But I’ve never fit in.

My family is huge and of the 50-70 people that show up to Huge Family Christmas every year, there are *maybe* 4 introverts besides me. And 2 of those are J and our Boy. Haha! It’s crowded and loud. One must yell to be heard and fight for some personal space (and there’s not much to go around). J doesn’t have much in common with the other ‘in-laws.’ Our Boy doesn’t have much in common with the other young children. It’s…well, it’s like this…

Boy: <wide-eyed, into my ear> Our house is QUIET, Mom.

Yes. It is. And we like it that way. So we go to Huge Family Christmas every year, but we always leave early.

In previous years, we’ve had my parents and my brother over on Christmas morning/early afternoon for early ‘lunch,’ which is always a full ‘turkey and all the fixings’ spread, just like the anticipated but foiled meal in A Christmas Story. But we already did that on Saturday this year. So today, on Christmas Day, it’s just me and J and our Boy and our doggo alone in our nice, quiet house. Where my introvert heart and soul fit right in.


Or just a good Tuesday if you’re not a Christmas Celebrator. I hope you do something today that brings you joy and peace. Thanks for reading my blog.

2 thoughts on “Not Like the Others…Introversion at Holiday Time

  1. Wishing you and yours a quiet merry Christmas today


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