There's No Road Coming Back This Way...

THIS is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,— The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty. Her message is committed To hands I cannot see; For love of her, sweet countrymen, Judge tenderly of me! Emily Dickinson

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Just a 30 something,divorced, disillusioned woman trying to find humanity in the big city.

Monday, November 06, 2006

I'm already oldfashioned

I've been trying all morning to decide a topic for today. Once again my mind is full of it. From what conversations I had this weekend, to events that occurred this weekend, to blogs I read this morning, and lets not forget the random thoughts that jump in and out of my head at any given moment. With all the shit I'm full of my eyes really should be brown. BR asked what I was thinking this morning and my answer was that I'm trying not to. Here goes though.
I just had a patient in with her 2 year old son. She's a regular for adjustments because of that adorable little guy. Anyway he was pointing at the sign that lists the credit cards we accept here and she was telling him what each of them said. At that point we had to make the joke that her 4 year old daughter knows them all. It's very different from when she and I grew up. When I went out with friends my parents made sure that I had a quarter to call them if I needed too. Now, not only is it more than 25 cents to use a pay phone, but everyone has cell phones. They put fake credit cards and cell phones in toy purses for little girls nowadays. You don't have to worry about having a camera with you anymore to catch those Kodak moments. It's on your phone. The year after I graduated high school is when they installed metal detectors in them. When I turned 16 I got my license and freedom. Now new drivers have the states regulating the who, what, when, where, and why of driving. And computers, wow. I had DOS, RAM, and a black screen with green writing. Just last night A and I saw a commercial for a Lexus that will do the parallel parking for you. Gone are the days of walking to school up hill, both ways, in the snow, with no shoes.
I just wonder if our parents and grandparents thought the same thing that I am today. That kids today are either really spoiled or really not. There's not much of a middle class anymore. I wonder if they appreciate what they have and will appreciate the stories we tell them. Will they make fun of them the same we do? Have we taught them well enough? Is it as bad as we think is today verses yesterday? I watched The Village yesterday and completely understood them. I really wish that we could live in a happy medium of innocence and knowledge. Realistically though, I know better.

“Confront the dark parts of yourself, and work to banish them with illumination and forgiveness. Your willingness to wrestle with your demons will cause your angels to sing. Use the pain as fuel, as a reminder of your strength.”
August Wilson quotes (1945-2005)


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