As I thought about the
topic for today, I realized that I have no particular “party experience” that
stands out as a highlight of my life. As
an introvert and basically shy person, going to a party seemed unnatural. Bill Cosby once described swimming as “staying
alive in the water”. For me, party-going
was like keeping my own sense of self-worth from drowning in a sea of
pretense. As I thought back on all the
“party scenes” from movies I have watched, it seems to me that the common theme
was related to disguise, deception, duplicity, and, yes, even death. So, I came up with one brief declarative
sentence that seems best to sum up my feelings about parties--
Parties
are where authenticity goes to die.
© 7 Jan 2013
About
the Author
I came to the beautiful state of Colorado out of my
native Kansas by way of Michigan, the state where I married and had two
children while working as an engineer for the Ford Motor Company. I was married
to a wonderful woman for 26 happy years and suddenly realized that life was
passing me by. I figured that I should make a change, as our offspring were
basically on their own and I wasn't getting any younger. Luckily, a very
attractive and personable man just happened to be crossing my path at that
time, so the change-over was both fortuitous and smooth.
Soon after, I
retired and we moved to Denver, my husband's home town. He passed away after 13
blissful years together in October of 2012. I am left to find a new path to
fulfillment. One possibility is through writing. Thank goodness, the SAGE
Creative Writing Group was there to light the way.
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