I wish I could have written what Amanda wrote over the weekend.
Her post on looking in the mirror reflects so much of what I’ve been feeling lately.
I am so grateful to have found Amanda’s blog, with her gorgeously written posts about a life that is so familiar to me I feel as if I am looking in a mirror just taking in her words.
And, after getting lost in her writing, I find myself asking
If so many of us are feeling the same way
Then why is it so often that we feel alone?
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Looking toward you and your comments on my writing makes me blush. The echos of your words play softly throughout the day and I smile, imagining another mom, another 3 kids and another world where love, effort and questing triumph.
.-= Amanda´s last blog ..In another’s eyes =-.
I’ve always wondered why women feel so isolated in their bodies — the aging, the weight, the children. We’re all in it together, but I think we receive messages telling us to compete rather than unify. Can you imagine this world if women joined hands in a chorus of “me too” instead of constantly proclaiming “never me”?
.-= Kelly´s last blog ..Fun with puzzles =-.
Two words: Thank you.
She didn’t just take the words right out of my mouth. She lovingly, gently kneaded, folded, and transformed them into poetry.
.-= Justine´s last blog ..Pay It Forward. =-.
Sometimes I think that is the secret of life, that no matter how much we have in common, we are essentially all alone. Somehow it makes those moments of true connection even more amazing and magical. Now I must click over there and see what you saw!
.-= Maureen@IslandRoar´s last blog ..Where’s My Horse?? =-.
Our lives are crowded with shoulds and musts. Our expectations of ourselves – as women and as mothers – are untenable. We’ve lost the communities that our own mothers had. But we are re-establishing them in a way, virtually. And I know that helps.
.-= BigLittleWolf´s last blog ..Do you have a storage challenge? =-.
A chorus of “me too”s, as Kelly said…that is what I’ve found through blogging. So often I think I’m the only one, and then you all respond, comment, write similar posts, open up…and there it is: unity, understanding, empathy, tears, laughter.
Jen, the mirror topic is a sensitive one for me lately. I’m seeing “stuff” i’ve never seen before. And I’m not quite sure how to handle it. I am so hard on myself. I’ve actually debated writing one of those “poem/letter to my blank-age self” that you all did a while back. I keep thinking of a bumper sticker Sarah posted on one of her recent posts “I may not be perfect, but parts of me are fantastic.” That’s been swimming around in my head.
I loved Amanda’s post. Thank you for linking to it.
.-= Liz´s last blog ..Hyperconnected: Somedays I just want to be unplugged =-.
I find that I feel the most alone when I focus too much on my own problems and issues. I think the mistake most of us make is that when we are feeling down we tend to withdraw and wallow in our own misery. When instead, we should be reaching out to others to help us through a little. But we always seem afraid to impose our sadness on others. Yet, as human beings, we all know that we yearn to be needed. So, why don’t we reach out… more? In my case I was brought up on the notion that “laugh and the world laughs with you, cry and you cry alone”. I’ve decided that I’m going to try to teach my son to laugh and cry with company. It really sucks doing things alone!
.-= Tracy Todd´s last blog ..How Do I Walk? =-.
I don’t have a friend close by who just comes over.
I want a friend who just comes over.
.-= Natalie´s last blog ..bad-mouthed review: books =-.
Me too, Natalie. I want this more than I can express. Why is that kind of relationship so hard to come by?