An Unexpected Acquaintance Will Resurface
Hmm . . . from the title alone, this fortune reads like a fairly safe and somewhat exciting fortune. I mean who wouldn't want to see that special someone from their past? To reconnect and recall the good times, the formed memories? To reconnect and renew bonds and ties. But upon further over-thinking on my part, which I do better than most, I'm really not sure whether this is such a good fortune. While I certainly hope it is, I've grouped my thoughts into two acquaintance categories: 1) those people I would love to see again; 2) and those, um, well, let's just say those I'd rather avoid if it's all the same.
Dissecting the fortune a bit further, I also find resurface to be an odd choice of words. Typically resurfacing, at least to me, conjures up images of something floating back to the surface. But as I haven't any ties to the mob, I highly doubt this fortune is making reference to that type of resurfacing. Still why resurfacing? Why not reappear? Or reenter? Or better yet "will pay a visit"?
Another thought, unexpected? I find that this reference has a dual meaning: 1) Unexpected as in an acquaintance we don't expect to see again, whether we hope to again or not, and 2) unexpected as in unannounced, uninvited, not prepared for. That might be a stretch, but it's my fortune.
Now then, throughout our lives some people will come and some will go. While many acquaintances make simple cameos, others stay a lifetime. The impact on our lives from both types of individuals might be deep and lasting or simple and as passive as "have a good one." Regardless the duration, we all leave a mark, we can leave an impression, and we can make an impact in the lives of those we encounter.
Naturally the acquaintances we'd all love to see resurface, would be those people who shared the most of themselves with us. They took little but gave plenty. They help us recognize not only the best in others, but the best in ourselves. They motivated us to live a complete and happy life. But there are others I can think of:
-I once wrote on my other blog of the Button Queen, a quiet, young woman I went to high school with. I never knew her name or even spoke with her, but her button-adorned yellow vest remains an ever very vivid image in my mind. But sadly what stands out even more, what affects me most today, is how we mistreated her; a memory I'd like to change. So yes, I think I'd like to see her again and actually take a moment to meet her too.
-There is also that young woman who paid me some the finest, nicest compliments. She went out of her way to make me feel special, appreciated, and wanted. And how did I repay her kindness and affection? Shoot, not very good.
-What about the school teacher who recognized potential and promise in me, but only received mocking ridicule from the class she worked so hard to educate and inspire? She worked long hours and arrived early to ensure we gained talents and skills to be successful, but we failed to return that dedication with the respect and support she deserved.
I don't want to make this a confessional of course. But going forward with my life, I want to live with no regrets. I want no one to ever doubt the genuineness of my love and respect. I want to tell them how I feel, when I feel it. But more importantly I want to show them my love when I should. I want to leave them better then they were before I met them. I want to share more of me and expect less from them.
-I once wrote on my other blog of the Button Queen, a quiet, young woman I went to high school with. I never knew her name or even spoke with her, but her button-adorned yellow vest remains an ever very vivid image in my mind. But sadly what stands out even more, what affects me most today, is how we mistreated her; a memory I'd like to change. So yes, I think I'd like to see her again and actually take a moment to meet her too.
-There is also that young woman who paid me some the finest, nicest compliments. She went out of her way to make me feel special, appreciated, and wanted. And how did I repay her kindness and affection? Shoot, not very good.
-What about the school teacher who recognized potential and promise in me, but only received mocking ridicule from the class she worked so hard to educate and inspire? She worked long hours and arrived early to ensure we gained talents and skills to be successful, but we failed to return that dedication with the respect and support she deserved.
I don't want to make this a confessional of course. But going forward with my life, I want to live with no regrets. I want no one to ever doubt the genuineness of my love and respect. I want to tell them how I feel, when I feel it. But more importantly I want to show them my love when I should. I want to leave them better then they were before I met them. I want to share more of me and expect less from them.
The ultimate question we have to ask ourselves is, "Would others be happy to see me if I resurfaced in their lives?"
So whether a cameo or a lifetime visit, I wonder which list I would be on.
