For the past little while I have felt a bit invisible, that people aren't seeing or hearing me. Sometimes it is because a professor seems to purposely misunderstand my comments in class or because the world of my ward seems to move in an orbit that I don't quite occupy or because sometimes when people call me to see how I'm doing we end up talking more about them or sometimes it is quite literal, like when the man in the truck pulled out right in front of me despite looking right at me. So I have been feeling a little neglected. Part of it is my own fault, I tend to operate in some sort of guilt-ridden caretaker mode in which everyone's need seem to be more important than my own and I don't realize how much I have alienated the people who try to take care of me. My mom was one of the few people who could force me to let her take care of me. I also tend to keep things to myself, to let the storm rage in my head while I put up a facade of calm. But, regardless of the source, I have felt invisible. I was feeling tired and a little put upon after a long day of running from 7:30 in the morning until I got home at 9 tonight. I walked in the door and noticed an unopened boxed set of DVDs of a British television series I love but only told, maybe, two people in Bellingham that I love it. I asked my roommate about them and she told me they had been dropped off, for me, by a family we know, a family who probably has as a tight a budget as I do if not tighter, with the simple explanation that they were for me because I deserved them. I haven't called to thank them yet, partly because it is late and partly because every time I think about it I start to cry. I don't know if I'll ever be able to tell them how much their gift means to me. It is just like something my mom used to do.
6 comments:
That is so neat, Christen. I hope it reminded you that there are many people who do love you and that someone is watching over you and guiding the right people into your life!!! Wish I could come watch them with you! Thanks for the inspiring story that made me think of how we each need to be listening to those promptings to make someone else's burdens a little easier to carry!!!
that's so special and tender. what incredible people.
What a neat thing to do for someone. I'm glad someone was there to let you know that you are cared about, loved, and appreciated!
Neat experience!
Your very own angel! I am glad that your day was brightened in such a special way!
OH that's so great. I'm so glad they did that for you right when you needed it. And I'm so sorry you have felt neglected. I can't tell you how many times in the last month I have thought about you.. and not done anything about it. I'm sorry.
You are indeed loved and appreciated and I hope you feel more recognized by all around you.
Your mom was the best wasn't she. I miss her so much and think of her often too. We should start a card war like she and Jen used to do.. maybe you and Jen already do that :) I always thought that was so cool and a great way to keep each other in your thoughts.
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