i'll give you answers, answers like the wolf.
little_old_me has questions for me.
1.(right back at you) how have you changed since we saw each other last?
assuming that i last saw you when fiona was born 3 years ago (give or take a couple of months), i can easily say that i've changed a lot. but again, change is a relative term and can only be used when the change is sufficient enough to be noted, recorded, and awed over and precise enough to be located. i was a bitter person for quite a long time. very bitter, vengefulness had a firm grasp on my heart, and smiling was not something i did with a light heart. there is still that dark area to me and parts of me have not changed, but i hold my chin higher now. i am confident that there are things we would have thought impossible which are truly just over the horizon. i'm smarter by the books and without them. i'm a bit more nervous and tense, but usually it's only out of caring too much. but i think the biggest change is that i look forward to the future so much now while still keeping a delicate glimpse to my past. i'm more in balance now. i think i'm a little easier to be around.
2.our 10 year HS reunion is coming up. which teacher would you hope to see there and why?
high school was horrific for me in a lot of ways, but the one teacher who never judged me for not doing my work or overdoing the work was ms. rhodes...(forget if that's how you spell her last name)... but i don't think she works there anymore. ms. whitty was always one of my favorites as well... she and i could talk philosophy for hours. those were two teachers who never made me feel stupid, because i think they knew i was distracted, not stupid. i couldn't thank them enough for giving me new words.
3.was there a specific moment when you knew for sure that your heart had healed a little, and the sun had come out?
on the second anniversary of seth's death, i spent the entire day wandering around galway on my own. i'd been living here for two months or so. i had a lot of friends here from school, but they didn't know or had little idea. and so i put on my walkman and strolled along the river and up through the city centre. i remember it was a saturday and the streets were busy as it was unseasonably warm. i sat by the river and listened to music. i didn't really know what do to with myself. around about 3 or 4 in the afternoon, my closest friend in galway at the time texted me and came to meet me. she took me out to lunch. she made me laugh. we nearly went to dublin just to get drunk, but we decided to annoy galway instead. so we drank and drank and drank. at the end of the night, somehow, i walked her home and then myself. i was fine. i went home to my small single bed in the westside of galway, and i didn't cry. i went to a dreamless sleep. when i woke the next morning, i knew that i wasn't ok, but at least i could see the wound scabbing over a bit. i wasn't hungover, and i wasn't crying ... and that was different than i had been for two years or so. without that day, that weekend, or that moment, i wouldn't have been able to love the way i love now.
4.as you are now a married woman, diamonds or pearls and why?
diamonds, they are timeless. pearls i've found reserved a space in my head for the queen of england or women of a poodle skirt world. as well, i am a pale girl, and pearls wash me out. but i still support fair trade diamonds over any sort of blood stones. i am a fair trade girl... whether speaking of sneakers or precious gems.
5.there is a spider crawling on my ceiling. i suspect that he's been following me around, and so i will make him my friend. what should i name him?
i used to have a spider outside my window at my first flat here... i named him lyle. then he got a girlfriend, named lola. lola killed lyle, and then i moved away. she was a mighty woman. i suggest you name him a good irish name to inject a little more of this wide world into your home... and so i name the spider Seamus Mongan.
1.(right back at you) how have you changed since we saw each other last?
assuming that i last saw you when fiona was born 3 years ago (give or take a couple of months), i can easily say that i've changed a lot. but again, change is a relative term and can only be used when the change is sufficient enough to be noted, recorded, and awed over and precise enough to be located. i was a bitter person for quite a long time. very bitter, vengefulness had a firm grasp on my heart, and smiling was not something i did with a light heart. there is still that dark area to me and parts of me have not changed, but i hold my chin higher now. i am confident that there are things we would have thought impossible which are truly just over the horizon. i'm smarter by the books and without them. i'm a bit more nervous and tense, but usually it's only out of caring too much. but i think the biggest change is that i look forward to the future so much now while still keeping a delicate glimpse to my past. i'm more in balance now. i think i'm a little easier to be around.
2.our 10 year HS reunion is coming up. which teacher would you hope to see there and why?
high school was horrific for me in a lot of ways, but the one teacher who never judged me for not doing my work or overdoing the work was ms. rhodes...(forget if that's how you spell her last name)... but i don't think she works there anymore. ms. whitty was always one of my favorites as well... she and i could talk philosophy for hours. those were two teachers who never made me feel stupid, because i think they knew i was distracted, not stupid. i couldn't thank them enough for giving me new words.
3.was there a specific moment when you knew for sure that your heart had healed a little, and the sun had come out?
on the second anniversary of seth's death, i spent the entire day wandering around galway on my own. i'd been living here for two months or so. i had a lot of friends here from school, but they didn't know or had little idea. and so i put on my walkman and strolled along the river and up through the city centre. i remember it was a saturday and the streets were busy as it was unseasonably warm. i sat by the river and listened to music. i didn't really know what do to with myself. around about 3 or 4 in the afternoon, my closest friend in galway at the time texted me and came to meet me. she took me out to lunch. she made me laugh. we nearly went to dublin just to get drunk, but we decided to annoy galway instead. so we drank and drank and drank. at the end of the night, somehow, i walked her home and then myself. i was fine. i went home to my small single bed in the westside of galway, and i didn't cry. i went to a dreamless sleep. when i woke the next morning, i knew that i wasn't ok, but at least i could see the wound scabbing over a bit. i wasn't hungover, and i wasn't crying ... and that was different than i had been for two years or so. without that day, that weekend, or that moment, i wouldn't have been able to love the way i love now.
4.as you are now a married woman, diamonds or pearls and why?
diamonds, they are timeless. pearls i've found reserved a space in my head for the queen of england or women of a poodle skirt world. as well, i am a pale girl, and pearls wash me out. but i still support fair trade diamonds over any sort of blood stones. i am a fair trade girl... whether speaking of sneakers or precious gems.
5.there is a spider crawling on my ceiling. i suspect that he's been following me around, and so i will make him my friend. what should i name him?
i used to have a spider outside my window at my first flat here... i named him lyle. then he got a girlfriend, named lola. lola killed lyle, and then i moved away. she was a mighty woman. i suggest you name him a good irish name to inject a little more of this wide world into your home... and so i name the spider Seamus Mongan.