Let me introduce myself (in the typical cocktail party way – the meaningful stuff you’ll learn if you read this blog). I am a mom, wife, sister, daughter, aunt, daughter-in-law, sister-in-law, friend. I’m mom to two teenage boys, wife to a man for 21 years, older sister in a family of two female children (I identify as a white privileged heterosexual female – so does my sister as far as everything she’s told me). My sister and I are best friends. Took us a lot to get to this point – again, stay tuned. My mom’s gone – most devastating loss I’ve had to face – for 13 years. My Dad, who was the scary one when I was growing up, has become the only one in my life where I truly know that love for me is unconditional. I have a 9 year old niece by blood and four nieces and nephews through marriage. I don’t feel old enough but I also have three great nieces and nephews through my husband’s family. I have a mother-in-law I love dearly -she’s the one you see if you look up “grandma” in the dictionary. We lost my father-in-law about 10 years ago and Grandma has had her own issues with grief after losing a husband after 50 years of marriage but then being diagnosed with cancer. We also lost my husband’s brother about 5 years ago. Just to add to life perspective, about 6 months ago, we also lost our Nana at the age of 96. We miss her dearly but can’t be truly sad because she was so ready to leave this world – it was so hard for her to be still in a world where she’d lost the majority of her family and friends.
So. who am I? Why would anyone be interested in reading anything I have to say? I really don’t know. What I do know is I want to write – this may be just my journal and that’s okay. But, I also know my thoughts tend to be intriguing to people in my life. I spend lots of time in my thoughts. Just who I am. I think, based on my thoughts, I’m not mainstream. But, at this stage in my life, I also don’t think I’m alone in my thoughts. My thoughts – they’re sometimes just random – other times, they’re deep – deeper than a lot of people want to go. I’m not interested in the people who don’t want to go there with me. I’m interested in the people who want to agree or, even better, want to challenge my thinking. Cause, guess what?, challenging my thinking only makes me think more! I adjust my life as a result and that’s what keeps me human and growing. I will 100% say, I know that’s not how alot/most of the world works, but that’s me. So, if you happen to read any part of this blog, take me on (or Take On Me! – that’ll show your age). Challenge my thinking or agree with me. This now is about my learning so say whatever you want.
I’ll give some samples that show the variety of my thoughts and the level of them (those close to me have heard these ones):
- Kind of light. Sitting outside one day, I was watching the Canadian Geese. I’m sure you’ve all heard the story of how they stick together and fly in the “V”. When one gets tired, another takes its place. They also will never leave a goose behind. They mate for life so if one goes down, the mate will stay until the one either dies or is okay to rejoin the group. My thought, however, raising two children, do the geese fight in the morning? When they wake up, does one complain about needing to get up, does another worry about breakfast, is there another that thinks what’s wrong with these geese, are there ones that wonder if they look okay, are there some that were out too late last night? Birds are amazing creatures. The fact that they do what they do is amazing in itself but what do they think? How human-like are they?
- A little deeper. When did sex become a private thing? No matter what you believe about how human kind was created, at some point, mating was not something that happened behind closed doors and under the covers. We still see animals, birds, reptiles mate out in the open. What happened that made sex with humans private? And, yes, there’s people out there that are quite open, more so than society in general, but that’s my point. The majority of people, no matter culture, country, religion – it’s mostly behind closed doors. What prompted that change?
- Deep. When did faith become about organized religion? More specifically, when did the sustainability of the church become more important than the belief in the higher power? How do the organized faithful accept the wrongs that are done to their believers by the ones who are supposedly guiding?
My true passions are books and music. I don’t consider myself to be an artist but I love the arts of literature and music. I truly appreciate any musician or author that has the guts and glory to pursue their passion. I may not like their songs or their stories but I always appreciate their bravery for putting themselves out there.
I’m obsessive. There’s no other way of saying it. If something or someone catches my interest, I will learn every detail about who they are, their motivation, their history, the players. There’s been many, usually artists, but my newest obession is NFL football. I will sometimes choose to be ignorant but once I decide I need to know something about something, nothing stops me. I will become the expert.
If any of this is of interest to you, stay tuned!