What a beautiful glimpse into your heart. Thank you.
I too love the story-writing game about strangers. It’s most fun to have a willing partner play along in the creation.
Your writing grabbed me right away, as I have the same sort of face.. tho mine is when my eyes first meet that of a stranger’s. I became a therapist partially because of this, and it’s been a heart felt way to live my career.
I cover the funeral industry, so I read a ton of obituaries (they get mixed up in my "funeral home" alert). I'm increasingly interested in the photos. Like, "THIS" is the photo the family thought was the best. Recently a lady's obit listed all of her family and then: "Her favorite color was purple." That's all the world needed to know about her, I guess. I'm always fascinated by what the family thought was important, or what they could remember. Thanks for a wonderful story.
Lovely, Maya -- thank you for this gem. I am the opposite. People find me foreboding and harsh (my Montana armor, I guess) until they talk to me. As a teacher I was always crouching down by my students' desks, trying to make myself smaller, less unapproachable. What you have is a gift.
You and me both! Just today an older lady in the bathroom of a Savers thrift shop told me all about her church trip to Italy ten years ago, when she was between her second and third husband. I could’ve stood there listening to her for an hour!
What a beautiful glimpse into your heart. Thank you.
I too love the story-writing game about strangers. It’s most fun to have a willing partner play along in the creation.
Your writing grabbed me right away, as I have the same sort of face.. tho mine is when my eyes first meet that of a stranger’s. I became a therapist partially because of this, and it’s been a heart felt way to live my career.
I cover the funeral industry, so I read a ton of obituaries (they get mixed up in my "funeral home" alert). I'm increasingly interested in the photos. Like, "THIS" is the photo the family thought was the best. Recently a lady's obit listed all of her family and then: "Her favorite color was purple." That's all the world needed to know about her, I guess. I'm always fascinated by what the family thought was important, or what they could remember. Thanks for a wonderful story.
Lovely, Maya -- thank you for this gem. I am the opposite. People find me foreboding and harsh (my Montana armor, I guess) until they talk to me. As a teacher I was always crouching down by my students' desks, trying to make myself smaller, less unapproachable. What you have is a gift.
One of my favourite things in the world is to hear people’s incredible stories!! Thank you for this.
You and me both! Just today an older lady in the bathroom of a Savers thrift shop told me all about her church trip to Italy ten years ago, when she was between her second and third husband. I could’ve stood there listening to her for an hour!
It sounds like a story I would have loved to hear!
We had many a kid's birthday party at Uno on Columbus. Thanks for letting us know Skippy!
So glad I could share him with the world after all these years!