Keeping Tabs
I really dislike misplacing things. I do it frequently, however. I regularly spend several minutes daily searching for my keys only to find them handily clipped to my belt loop or swimming in the bottom of my purse. It's the same with old e-mails. You know the drill, friend or acquaintance sent you their new e-mail address two months ago but you don't remember if they sent it to one of your three SBC accounts, the hotmail account, yahoo, g-mail, limits.com or work. So you painstakingly search for some message entitled "I hate impersonal group e-mails but..." - or - "New Contact Info" fearing all the while that you impetuously deleted the message at one trivial moment or another.
The worst is when you know that finding that e-mail address, or cell phone number or business card is the ONLY way you can ever contact this person again. It's not high school anymore, you can't just call Ms. Smith or Ms. Johnson and ask where Carrie and Jenn live these days...It's not even necessarily college anymore, you can't just call the Alumni Association and say that you misplaced so-and-so's e-business card and need to invite them to a networking luncheon. There is no more social safety net and people can remove themselves from your life much more easily than you can get rid of a stain on your sofa cover. Bad analogy - unless you know me well.
In the last year, I have lost people. They are not deceased or bitterly anger with me. They just disappeared. People who got a pretty candid look at my soul are out there circulating and I have no say in whether I'll ever see them, hear their voices or embrace them again. One of these folks surfaced when a friend took her dog to the vet and ran into him. Another called my crazy co-worker the other day to reinsert himself in my life. There are others, unfortunately. Each time I lose someone in this way, I feel a little bit less connected to humanity. I feel a little bit more isolated and a whole lot smaller.
I hope no one feels like they've lost me...and if they do, I hope we find each other soon.
The worst is when you know that finding that e-mail address, or cell phone number or business card is the ONLY way you can ever contact this person again. It's not high school anymore, you can't just call Ms. Smith or Ms. Johnson and ask where Carrie and Jenn live these days...It's not even necessarily college anymore, you can't just call the Alumni Association and say that you misplaced so-and-so's e-business card and need to invite them to a networking luncheon. There is no more social safety net and people can remove themselves from your life much more easily than you can get rid of a stain on your sofa cover. Bad analogy - unless you know me well.
In the last year, I have lost people. They are not deceased or bitterly anger with me. They just disappeared. People who got a pretty candid look at my soul are out there circulating and I have no say in whether I'll ever see them, hear their voices or embrace them again. One of these folks surfaced when a friend took her dog to the vet and ran into him. Another called my crazy co-worker the other day to reinsert himself in my life. There are others, unfortunately. Each time I lose someone in this way, I feel a little bit less connected to humanity. I feel a little bit more isolated and a whole lot smaller.
I hope no one feels like they've lost me...and if they do, I hope we find each other soon.
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