Wow! You were the chosen one. Randomly chosen to fill in when the star of that movie was unable to fulfill their contractual obligation. You saved the movie!
I have often thought of my life as a tapestry made up of threads that seem randomly placed but on closer inspection they are all working together to create this picture of my existance. More and more I recognize the relatedness.
As the middle child and the only girl born in 1951 I had never felt seen. The brothers were offered college and didn’t go and I was never offered. My parents were my caretakers but not my cheerleaders. After listening to your “Long Game” post I recalled being in the 3d grade and being chosen by my teacher to be on Art Linkletter’s “Kid Say The Darnedest Things” segment of his show.
It hadn’t registered until now that they had seen me as special and unique enough to put me on National TV. The show took us to lunch at the Brown Derby in a limousine, gave us a tour of the CBS lot where we met the baby elephant that Nehru had just gifted to Art and of course we sat in those iconic chairs on the raised platform where Mr Linkletter looked into our eyes and asked us questions we had been asked earlier by as assistant. We weren’t fed answers but we’re told if Mr Linkletter asks us the same question to just give him the same answer. That day we were all made to feel special. But that same year my younger brother was born and welcomed as the second coming of Christ so I was going home to be in the shadows once again. I don’t remember my parents ever reminiscing about seeing me on TV or being proud of me for being one of three of my high school classes commencement speakers. After a life of working hard to be seen I looked back today and saw that I was seen. Maybe not acknowledged by my parents for being special because I was a 1950’s girl but nevertheless seen. Without the reflection in my parents eyes I so desperately wanted I felt unseen and only now see that “Bob” was sending me breadcrumbs to remind me my whole life. Your life began with the spotlight on you. It seems to have charted your destiny. What a great story to share. Thanks for shifting my perception.
I love the idea of life is a movie and all the interesting plot twists that come our way. It’s sort of ironic that we really don’t get to look back and understand most of it and tell her we’re in the 50s or 60s or beyond.
Been getting a lot of synchronicity with numbers. 111, 222, 11:11 appear the most to me. If that is not intervention... Maybe, i'm just going cucu ... I don't know. All i want is just to belong to someone and have fun with them. Share a laugh, a cry, a story or just nurturing them. I feel like i been alone for so long, that is tiring to be with just me. Just bottling up on the feels atm ... All i do is just that. Bottling it up, because, nobody wants to hear me. I can't blame them. Nobody wants to hear the things they already know. So, i just keep digging my silence and just try to deal with things when. I can as most as possible.
I’ve seen everything lately 10:10 11:11, 12:12…. I told BoB tonight ok I need a big yes. Or it means nothing
Wow! You were the chosen one. Randomly chosen to fill in when the star of that movie was unable to fulfill their contractual obligation. You saved the movie!
I have often thought of my life as a tapestry made up of threads that seem randomly placed but on closer inspection they are all working together to create this picture of my existance. More and more I recognize the relatedness.
As the middle child and the only girl born in 1951 I had never felt seen. The brothers were offered college and didn’t go and I was never offered. My parents were my caretakers but not my cheerleaders. After listening to your “Long Game” post I recalled being in the 3d grade and being chosen by my teacher to be on Art Linkletter’s “Kid Say The Darnedest Things” segment of his show.
It hadn’t registered until now that they had seen me as special and unique enough to put me on National TV. The show took us to lunch at the Brown Derby in a limousine, gave us a tour of the CBS lot where we met the baby elephant that Nehru had just gifted to Art and of course we sat in those iconic chairs on the raised platform where Mr Linkletter looked into our eyes and asked us questions we had been asked earlier by as assistant. We weren’t fed answers but we’re told if Mr Linkletter asks us the same question to just give him the same answer. That day we were all made to feel special. But that same year my younger brother was born and welcomed as the second coming of Christ so I was going home to be in the shadows once again. I don’t remember my parents ever reminiscing about seeing me on TV or being proud of me for being one of three of my high school classes commencement speakers. After a life of working hard to be seen I looked back today and saw that I was seen. Maybe not acknowledged by my parents for being special because I was a 1950’s girl but nevertheless seen. Without the reflection in my parents eyes I so desperately wanted I felt unseen and only now see that “Bob” was sending me breadcrumbs to remind me my whole life. Your life began with the spotlight on you. It seems to have charted your destiny. What a great story to share. Thanks for shifting my perception.
I love the idea of life is a movie and all the interesting plot twists that come our way. It’s sort of ironic that we really don’t get to look back and understand most of it and tell her we’re in the 50s or 60s or beyond.
He is actually trying to tell me something.
Been getting a lot of synchronicity with numbers. 111, 222, 11:11 appear the most to me. If that is not intervention... Maybe, i'm just going cucu ... I don't know. All i want is just to belong to someone and have fun with them. Share a laugh, a cry, a story or just nurturing them. I feel like i been alone for so long, that is tiring to be with just me. Just bottling up on the feels atm ... All i do is just that. Bottling it up, because, nobody wants to hear me. I can't blame them. Nobody wants to hear the things they already know. So, i just keep digging my silence and just try to deal with things when. I can as most as possible.