Yes, I decided it was about time to start...Happy readings.
Tuesday, September 30, 2003
Personalities
Why do people feel the need to talk about everything that is going on in their life? Or the need to talk about what is going on in other people's life? Or better yet, why do some people just clam up and not talk about anything?
The world is full of interesting people, to say the least. Some feel the need to broadcast their daily events to people on the phone, on the internet, or what have you. While there are others who quietly tell secrets to others to see who will say what and when. And there are those who like to keep things bottled up inside and not share anything and explode every so often. None of these are good.
What is the medium for these people? I mean none of the above personalities are healthy. Why do people feel the need to share every personal thing with the public, while others can't share the slightest personal feeling with one person? I don't understand.
Why do people hold grudges? Wont let go of something so long ago...even if life has moved on pass that stage. No one cares, it happened so long ago, yet they feel the need to tell the person they are still holding a grudge.
There are those who can brush things off and it doesn't stick with them. It is not personal. No matter what happens, they don't take offense and even if their best friend stabs them in the back, they are still best friends with that person.
Why are people so emotional? Why did Hashem make us that way? Why why why?
My online friends are leaving. Left and right. They are disappearing. Not coming online when I am online and not around when I am able to chat with them. They know who they are. They are your friends too. They might not be the same exact people, but you too have friends who decided to take a leave of absence from the internet now and you just can’t find them when you want them.
For starters, I spoke with this one person a few times on the phone and we hit it off well. Then one day, we stopped calling. I did a joke on her and then she slowly disappears from the cyber world. Well, one could think that it was me who scared her by pulling a joke on her real life that involved her cyber life to coincide with real world people. That was the start, the push that made her stop, so I think. But then again, I might be totally wrong with that. Her life might just be chaotic. Job, school, life in general got busy. But in any event, I cannot make the first call so I leave that up to her, when she is ready to surface again.
For addicts it’s cold turkey, and then slowly work your way to a normal amount of internet usage. I am working on mine. Life just got busy. It always was maybe, but now my eyes are open wider…and I see life. I feel bad that my hours are cut because I started talking to two more people that also seem to be leaving this little world we live in. We all need to leave it to get our real life in order, but, we always come back here. We like it here. Our friends really care about us and they help us out and sometimes even more so than our real life friends, and soon they do become our real life friends. And we get totally confused with life and what is real life and what is cyber life. At times, we end up making friends with people with whom we would normally never be friends with, and then we have issues and have a hard time explaining the friendship to our real life people we deal with.
I have met some wonderful people online yet, I find it hard explaining to real life people how I met them. They are of all ages, and different backgrounds than me, but you know what, that doesn’t bother me. I can hold my own with an older crowd, and I can talk to a younger crowd. Though I am thankful I am not that young anymore and dealing with high school issues, because, I have done my fair share of high school. Been there. Done that.
So to all my online friends those of you who read this, and for those who know who it applies too…I miss you. It was nice schmoozing with you online, on the phone or just plain letter writing over the summer. Things got busy, life got busy. Go figure. But just don’t forget your friends. We are real people here behind the computer. There is a real person, flesh and blood who is sitting by the keyboard and typing away. So, to all my readers I wish you a Kesiva Vchasima Tova. And let this year be a good and healthy year to all of us. May our tefillos be answered if that is the Will of Hashem.
I ask mechila from you if I have done something knowingly, or unknowingly, I am truly sorry.
SOMETIMES: We convince ourselves that life will be better after we get married, have a baby, then another. Then we are frustrated that the kids aren't old enough and we'll be more content when they are. After that, we're frustrated that we have teenagers to deal with. We will certainly be happy when they are out of that stage. We tell ourselves that our life will be complete when our spouse gets his or her act together, when we get a nicer car, when we are able to go on a nice vacation or when we retire. The truth is there's no better time to be happy than right now. If not now, when? Your life will always be filled with challenges.
It's best to admit this to yourself and decide to be happy anyway. Happiness is the way. So, treasure every moment that you have and treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time with ... and remember that time waits for no one.
So, stop waiting ...
Until your car or home is paid off.
Until you get a new car or home.
Until your kids leave the house.
Until you go back to school.
Until you finish school.
Until you lose 10 lbs.Until you gain 10 lbs.
Until you get married.
Until you get a divorce.
Until you have kids.
Until you retire.
Until summer..
Until spring.
Until winter.
Until fall.
Until you die.
There is no better time than right now to be happy. Happiness is a journey, not a destination. So work like you don't need money, love like you've never been hurt, and dance like no one's watching.
I started to blog today, and how can I not write about 9-11??
Two years ago on this day, I was sitting at my computer in Providence, Rhode Island (yeah, I lived there for four years, but then again most of you know that already) reading my email, when my brother IM’s me and tells me a plane went into the World Trade Center Building. Whaaaat??? This was something I could NOT understand, what do you mean? What is going on? Then I read the AOL news and was in total shock. What did this mean? Don’t shock me like this, it is not good to give pregnant women such news, and I was due with my son two weeks later. I read the news and quickly got off line to make sure all my NY friends were okay.
Then I remember. My husbands friend worked in the WTC. So I tried calling his wife to see if he was okay. Could not get through. Finally, I went back online (no dsl, still no dsl now) and asked my brother to call the wife and make sure everything is okay. Tehillim was pulled out and said, while my almost two year old ran around. No answer.
I had to go to work shortly after that, so I packed my daughter up and went out to the car, keeping the radio on. I was happy that I was not in NY at this time, though I wished I was able to get a hold of friends who were there. Finally we got through and all was well. BH. He was in the lobby when the plane hit and he just walked right out and left Wall Street area. Was not taking any chances.
Work was somber as the news kept playing on the radio. I ran to the copier place as often as I could, just to see the news on TV. How I wish I had a TV that day. To see what was going on, but the radio news broadcasted the news in detail. A sad day to remember. Offices closed early in Albany due to the tragedy which made my work harder. Finally I went back home and got to talk about it with my husband.
Sometime later, while we were in NY visiting, we made it a point to visit ground zero. My husband signed the sheets that were hanging up as a volunteer from some college out of state handed him a pen to sign. We remember. Tears cascaded down as we walked around ground zero.
And now, it is two years later…and we are still having memorial services for all those that perished. I don’t think we will forget. We will pass on to our children what buildings stood on that property and what had happened on that day. And we will all remember where we were when the plane hit the towers.
(poor Aida, a co-worker, today is her birthday! And she does not want to celebrate it anymore )
Okay, so after my first hock on a real site, I decided that maybe it is time for me to have an ifuncused blogspot, so I did. But as everyone else, let me tell you, i like to hock once in a while, and not that often...so keep checking you never know when i will have an update. so add your thoughts here
