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Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Mothers...Tricycles... & Dancing with tears

User-Created Public Domain Image courtesy of Karen Ogilvie ******************************************************************* A few random thoughts.... Actually many of my thoughts are random...or disconnected at best. In no particular order.... As a parent you hate to see your child leave home... My gosh I was a veritable basket case when my daughter decided that she was old enough to ride her tricycle around the block at age 5/6. Keep in mind we lived in a housing tract in Huntington Beach a long ways from traffic... in a tract that had no cross traffic, and she wouldn't have to cross a street. It was an upper middle class neighborhood and it was noon on like Tuesday. Yes, she was fine. And there comes a time when you realize that your child must leave home. Many of my residents seem to view me as a Mother figure... and often I suppose I act like it. I have met so many of them when they were very new and I wanted to make Secondlife as special for them as it has been for me. Lori IMed me last evening asking me if I would come and give her my opinion on a parcel that she wanted to buy. I did go...her choice of parcel seems to be a good choice, covenant looks good, cost per prim nice, and then my heart did that little "jump" because my *daughter* wanted to ride her tricycle around the block! She has made what is likely a good choice for herself and is going to be fine... just as my daughter was 35 years ago. ********************I will miss not seeing Lori here**************

Everything seems to happen as it's supposed matter what I think. Raven just a day or so ago approached me about a few more prims and I told her I'd get back to her. I explained last evening that there were a couple of options to achieve that... certainly one of those plans is to wait for a few days and see if angel is going to be well enough to return. With me, you see, it's not all about the money. I owe Angel a certain amount of allegiance, she was the first resident here as well as a close personal friend. The parcel she ended up with was the Secondlife home she had always wanted, so a few days grace is both in order from her standpoint as well as giving Raven a bit of time to think. I see it as a good thing for all. *** I spent a portion of last week exploring old landmarks. Secondlife is a rapidly changing environment and locations often change quickly. There are places in Secondlife that have endured... {see this link to the start of a 40 odd post series of very early Secondlife places.} Many of the landmarks I had from 2 or 3 years ago are now gone. I can tell you that to teleport in and land in a living room on someones coffee table gives one a great way to start a conversation! *** I want to take a moment to personally thank both Poly for spending some time with me today, and to Raven for and invite to a music venue this morning. Think about this for a any given time there are upwards of fifty thousand plus people on line...two of them decided to spend time with me. Thank you both. *** Curious. I wonder if there is a set quantity of tears we need to shed in a lifetime? Just joking...a little. In these last couple of years I seem to get emotional over the darnedest things. Today when I was over cleaning up Loris parcel and chatting with Poly I had the TV idling in the background... I was ok with the movie "Dirty Dancing" playing in that background, until the very end, when the last scene started and "The Time of My Life" started playing... I sat in stunned silence with tears just running.

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Really, it seemed like a much better movie in 1987...but that end dance scene with the Bill Medley and Jennifer Warnes duet as scene music just did me. (I'm such a sap for stuff like that)

And so it goes

I love you all, brinda



1 comment:

  1. You are such a beautiful soul Brinda...anyone who has spent more than 5 minutes with you can tell you are different. I found this poem (sort of) in a gentleman's profile and thought of SL:

    Something manifests in the void
    We stand, expectant
    Searching the open wilderness without eyes.
    ~Stranger Nightfire

    I'm starring off into the void Brinda, while sitting on my tricycle....and I know I can make it around the block because I'm NOT alone. You are forever with me...

    Love you hun,

    ~Lori Faerye