Almost A Year
So I keep checking our little experiment to see if anyone's posted anything lately and I just noticed that it's almost been a year since we started this collective project. Despite the fact that none of us have posted since February, I think it's been fun & I've definitely learned things about all of us that I didn't know before.
A lot has changed in the last year for each of us, albeit some more than others (me being the relatively constant "other") -- new babies, new jobs, new relationships, engagements, friends moving away, hairstyles. And other things have stayed the same -- old jobs, same homes, same relationships, same friends, same bellyaching laughs when we get together.
Change is a funny thing. Verizon sent me an offer for a new cell phone, along with the standard "sign your life and first born over to the Company in exchange for a free phone" agreement. I took them up on it, and being the organizational freak that I can be, I chose to reprogram all my numbers into the new phone so that I could make it "current." Updating address books or cell phones, or any "list" is a daunting task really. Not because of the time that it takes, but because deleting people (or not including them on the new list) is tantamount to erasing them from your life. If you don't see a name flash on your screen, do you really remember them? What do you do with ex-boyfriends? What if they should happen to call? Do you need to know their number? If you erase them from your phone did they ever really exist? If they called and there was no caller-ID, would you recognize the number? I found myself erring on the side of not erasing people. It was too dramatic to not include my past in my present. So my phone continues to be a little museum to the people who have come into and left my life.
A lot has changed in the last year for each of us, albeit some more than others (me being the relatively constant "other") -- new babies, new jobs, new relationships, engagements, friends moving away, hairstyles. And other things have stayed the same -- old jobs, same homes, same relationships, same friends, same bellyaching laughs when we get together.
Change is a funny thing. Verizon sent me an offer for a new cell phone, along with the standard "sign your life and first born over to the Company in exchange for a free phone" agreement. I took them up on it, and being the organizational freak that I can be, I chose to reprogram all my numbers into the new phone so that I could make it "current." Updating address books or cell phones, or any "list" is a daunting task really. Not because of the time that it takes, but because deleting people (or not including them on the new list) is tantamount to erasing them from your life. If you don't see a name flash on your screen, do you really remember them? What do you do with ex-boyfriends? What if they should happen to call? Do you need to know their number? If you erase them from your phone did they ever really exist? If they called and there was no caller-ID, would you recognize the number? I found myself erring on the side of not erasing people. It was too dramatic to not include my past in my present. So my phone continues to be a little museum to the people who have come into and left my life.
