Sunday, April 1, 2012
drawing the old-fashioned way
I eschewed the random number generator this time, and fetched my five and nine year old accountants instead. Older girl wrote the names, and then younger girl did the draw, the old-fashioned way. Of all the posts where I've asked people to share their stories, this is my favorite one to date. Your tales of Getting Lost were not only entertaining but insightful. I was so fascinated by the variety of perspectives that I wish I could give spots to all of you, because you each started a conversation that I don't want to stop :(
And here it is -- today is the opening day for 21 Secrets! When Connie asked me to be part of it again, it was right at the beginning of our relocation process, and I immediately thought that the topic Get Lost would be a fun subject to explore -- because I always feel lost (mostly in a good way) when I move. Now that the smoke of relo shellshock has lifted -- and I'm starting to get a grasp on what I'm up for (and against) -- I realize the class is going to be a lifeline for me.
Geographically, I'm living in an explorer's delight. I get lost every day. The landscape is beautiful, the villages are enchanting, the proximity to New York City is intoxicating, and I am wholly comfortable with that kind of disorientation (unless I have to be somewhere on time, and I make the wrong turn, and I make new swear words out of New Jersey's good name.) Mostly, though, I thrive on that kind of exploration. But emotionally, I've landed in an area that is a personality mismatch, and I have to figure out how to make my way while surrounded by a social fabric that does not quite fit me. As my pal Tulpen said (though on a totally different subject matter; I think it was about the smell of low tide), "if you know what I mean, you know what I mean."
Thanks for entering, everyone --and congrats to our winner, Jerden!
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