The video I just shared with you is directed to me. Not that I am guilty of being so preoccupied with my own trinkets, but I recognize the words.
I have more than 600 friends on Facebook, but in reality I have one. Getting online and blogging or chatting with cyber friends is a good feeling. Shut down the computer, turn around and get up from the chair, and I see nothing.
You may not understand this but this video I shared with you but it reminds me of the day my brother passed away. For months so many cared, then he died, and within two hours of this terrible moment, his room was cleared of all equipment.
The feelings I had shook me up. Was he really here? Had I stood by his side for so long and yet now, I had to imagine he had been there within the last two hours.
I have had this conversation several times about how lonely I am and maybe you are too. What happened? How many families sit down and eat together as a family? We traded riding bikes to sit in front of a screen.
We don’t notice others, we are so engrossed with what we are doing. I am not talking about all of us, but I am sure there are plenty of you who get what I am saying. It has become a ME world for the most.
I find, that I have important things to say. I admit I haven’t been healthy lately. I reach out to those but am more aloof as I realize I am not taken seriously. Commitments to this or that prevent the real conversations.
Feelings are surface as people are mentally thinking what is next on the agenda for the day. Is it so hard to sit still for five minutes and really listen? Is it easy for you to place yourself in another heart; trying your best to understand, to comprehend what is in that heart and soul?
Do we take the time to look up, to hear what they say? I don’t know how many times I have looked forward to spending some quality time with someone and our time is interrupted by cell phone texting and phones ringing.
For me, it makes me feel alone and unimportant. Maybe this is not right, maybe this is not the normal, but what is normal? I was brought up to believe in family, sharing conversations and meals together. Reaching out to help another soul was a good thing. Today, I can’t get anyone to share those times with me. I can stand in the middle of a crowd and feel entirely alone, missing what once was.