A fleeting moment goes by
Street kids having fun
Here today…gone tomorrow…where did a fleeting moment–on the street–find you recently?
We know what we are,
But we know not what we may be.
Congratulations to all recent graduates!
Some of us remember graduating from high school like it was only yesterday, and others, because it happened so many years ago, have only flashbacks of some good and not so good memories.
Good memories would include finding your perfect prom date, getting the perfect attendance award, winning scholarships, passing the ACT standardized tests, getting accepted into the college of your choice, and having so many high school friends, that signing your yearbook would be such a challenge…
“I can’t find a blank page to write on!!”
A not so good memory is unfolding…
It’s funny in a way, how at eighteen, one can feel like one knows everything there is to know, think we know who we are, and get a bit ruffled if someone tries to hint that they may know more than YOU know YOU!
So, I know this young lady, just graduated this May 2012.
Fine and dandy.
The problem arrives when you mesh reckless love with young fresh minds; it usually leads to not knowing what a person may be. Or, may become.
Stacy, (name changed to protect this poor child) has decided, she knows everything. Today, she moved in with her twenty something boyfriend of only six months or so, both have quit their current jobs at a fast food restaurant and are waiting to hear from prospective job applications.
Hmmn, very smart move, wouldn’t you agree??
Love is in the air.
Neither have a car. They say the bus system is wonderful.
Love is really in the air.
They have signed a one-year, $500.00 month rent contract.
I can hear this couple saying:
“We know we are madly in love
But we know not what we may be.”
I don’t want to say it but, could this be classified as stupid love??
As I was roaming around the WordPress neighborhood yesterday, my Sunny Side Up neighbor, Lori Franks, had an interesting post: To Tattoo or Not to Tattoo . . .? It’s her “public service announcement” letting us know her intentions of getting some art work done in the near future. She hopes to post the design(s) she selects, and I am waiting with great anticipation. I’m sure it will be lovely.
Body ink artwork is very popular today, and although I enjoy watching talented tattoo artists at work, creating their intricate and unique designs, my heart finds peace in nose piercings. Culturally, in America, ear piercings have been more acceptable and a common ritual since its early start during the early 60′s and 70′s, than nose piercings . Girls get their ears pierced just as early and without much thought as routine circumcisions are done to our sons soon after the hospital delivery.
Hey, here’s a thought . . . have your daughter’s ears pierced right at the hospital. Maternity suites can offer an optional service for a small fee. Oops, maybe they do offer the service these days. Its been awhile for me.
But on the rise here in my small town, are the nose piercings. I go to the bank and just about every bank teller is flashing a discreet nose ring. From cashiers, waitresses and heavens, I almost forgot to include myself!!
Yes, the story is true. Early last year, I
dragged accompanied my dearest friend to our local tattoo/body piercing art shop and we quietly had our noses pierced. Well, I was quiet but my friend, bless her heart, went first, but as she waited while my nose got pierced, she suddenly fainted and caused lots of noise. And she also caused the pierce artist to go into fright for he thought she hit her head on his tattoo chair. She didn’t. Everything was fine.
My friend quickly got up and after a drink of water, felt like nothing out of the ordinary just happened. Ah, the joys of youth.
In India, nose rings are part of the culture and I am happy both tattoos and nose rings are becoming a normal part of our culture today. Of course, as with anything, moderation is the key . . .