reflecting pools
as i was walking today, listening to some very reflective songs, it occurred to me that "i" "me" and "my" are the words i use most. i kept thinking of the tale of narcissus and trying to figure out if i was in love with my own mind as he was with his reflection. the turn of a phrase, the click of a shutter. two ways i express myself. but do i have high expectations of my own talents, or just the opinions of those who look and read?
january 1st can really affect the mind. i never understood why we look at only this date for our new beginnings when in fact each and every day presents that opportunity. here it is over a week later and i'm still dealing with what to change to make a better me. today, i think i have the answer.
talking about me, myself and i, leaves those more important out of the tale. small facts about people who've added richness and depth to life came through. a dear friend writes about the small stuff, so here is some small stuff about OTHERS:
tommy's favorite band was santana
gramma jean loved the snuggle spokes-bear
carol had red ribbons taped under the dining room chairs for good luck
anthony couldn't believe that anyone would like dandelions
mary-ann made home-made brown-sugar frosting
aunt josie believed you had to respect your parents no matter what they've done
uncle bob taught me geometry on grampa's back-house studio blackboard
nick's build-a-raiders bear holds a secret
cindy hates piecrust
mom was once pursued by the leader of los ratos
mrs. lyles pulled anyone's hair who left their paintbrush in the water cup
mandy called hair bows/clips/ties "pretties"
grampa tom answered anyone's "when" question with "tomorrow, two-o-clock"
cinnamon's favorite store was the akron
ed knows the right gift for the right person, always
cheryl thinks fruit-flavored yogurt is 'just wrong'
ashley hates feet
tracy loved the smell of cement wet with pool water
dad was once referred to as the little man with the big horn
lourdes wanted to be named violeta instead
dana collects bowls
suzzanne got married at christmastime because she loves christmas
grampa rocky subscribed to westways and used its pages to model his paintings
carol collected teeny perfume bottles
daria's middle name is a combination of her parents' first names
gramma rose carried a rose rainbonnet in her purse
liz hated the nickname "boobie"
christy is team jacob
sammie likes the fact that someone can put your name on a grain of rice
lori signed a notepaper and said "keep this, it'll be worth something someday"
tracy wrote that the three of us were each one-third of a person
miss messler made gum-chewing p.e. girls wear their gum on their noses
lissa rules
charles' nickname was c.r.k cuz we didn't know his real one
kevin used to sketch himself as his signature
gregory's tubestalls beat mitchell's bottom turns anytime
some people have the same names, but only one fact per person listed. so many great things, so many great people. no two alike, none taken for granted. looking back, it's easy to see how many things, thoughts and people it takes to shape a life. and what gets stuck in your head along the way, can't possibly be explained.
