So I tried this once before, but I think I had it in the wrong place, so if I am still off please don't hesitate to inform me:
That being said, my wife is a freelance writer...meaning she writes me these great emails and i try and convince her they are amazing and should be made available for print, she of course is bashful. I would for people to honestly comment on this peice she wrote. It was in response to reading an online journal created by former classmates from her college. Thanks for reading.
Surprise. I donít feel stupid. Is that a defense mechanism in overdrive? That is a question, but I believe the answer isÖ I donít feel stupid. No, I have no masterís degree. No, Iím not a contributor to some journal of ideas. But I am a contributorÖ to my sonís world of exploration and imagination. I am a contributor to a young family in an urban environment, perhaps not poised to do anything radical, but just quietly living against the normÖ more so than some of these self-proclaimed radicals.
I suppose I did see behind the veil. And what I found turned my stomach and froze my heart. I want no part in that.
Yes, I do work for a corporate giant who contributes to political ideas with which I disagree. But, hey, Iíll know the nature of the beast much more intimately than any of these posers.
And the road is long.
The path is crooked.
And Iím not too concerned about the journey so far. Iím glad that I truly am living a life without contrivance and posturing. I just love that I live without pretension. Simply being. Me. Wife. Mom. Someone. And someday that will find voice and audience. Some day is fine. I donít need trumpets or websites to blare my accomplishments.
Now, I canít wait to go home and see my son. My only regret is that I donít spend more of his days with him.
This is my contribution: a little boy who raucously sniffs flowers and blows bubbles.
God. There is no comparison. No stage performance, no gallery opening, no photo montage can surpass the beautiful reality of a baby boy who ferociously loves his hot mama and ďmie dahdtĒ and any one or thing that crosses his path.
-------------------- The less you know, the more you believe. -Bono Posts: 457 | From: Philadelphia, PA | Registered: Jun 2006
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