Who We Are
Posted by thefunnygirl on Tuesday, April 5, 2011
We are teachers, doctors, journalists, volunteers, lawyers, housewives, painters, writers, computer geeks, bankers, students, retail workers, retirees, sisters, moms, grandmas, brothers, cousins, and strangers. We are from different countries, cities, religions, races, colors, backgrounds, upbringings, morals, and beliefs. We go about the business of our daily lives just as you do. We pretend to be like you. Some of us will tell you about our history, while others never would. There are a lot of us. You probably work with or live near one of us. We are everywhere and nowhere at the same time. We walk among you, a shadowy culture whose numbers are growing.
We are not so different from you. Just like you, we were born into a destiny. We realized a long time ago not to question it or try to understand it, but to simply let it be. We lived a different life before we came here, and since we cannot go back, we have made a life for ourselves here among you. We are still misunderstood, even labeled with negative terms. So, many of us do not reveal ourselves. We have come to accept that being different is not wrong, it is just who and what we are.
A long time ago, I heard about some people who loved a stranger. They loved him as if he were a family member. It wasn’t a crush or some silly passing fad. I saw pictures of them screaming and passing out when he would finally come to town. Who were these people? Why did they behave this way? They were from all walks of life. They were from different countries, cities, religions, and races. They went about their daily lives just as we do now. Unless he was coming to town. When he was there, they became something else entirely. Tales of their love and the lengths to which they’d go to see him are legendary. Some people thought they were crazy.
I have a picture of their arms and hands.
I’ll share a picture of our arms and hands with you. Yeah, I know. I’m not comparing them. But look at the hands and arms of the fans. Do you see yours? Or mine? Do you see a ghost of your former self? We are not so different from them. Just like them, we were born into a destiny. We give our love in countless ways to a stranger because he stole our hearts without even trying. He soothed our souls when he opened his mouth and poured out the most beautiful sound we’d ever heard.
I used to be a normal person. Well, kind of. You know, a wife, mom, worker, daughter, sister…then I found the Ear Candy that is The Voice. Ear Candy that morphed into Heart & Soul Candy. We ain’t even gonna talk about the Eye Candy. I try to act normal, as if I’m not holding back on planning my time off this year based upon his schedule. Not thinking about which purse I should use this spring based upon how well the paperback edition of Chords of Strength will fit in it. Not sitting at work thinking about blogs from Nascar, or maybe how dolphins look from overhead while one passes over in a blimp. Or wondering if my Ticketmaster alert for David Archuleta is still active. So sure that Twitter must not be working properly because I only received one tweet from @davidarchie all day!
In this Post Ubiquitous Candy Era, I act normal. I try really hard to anyway. Saying things like”Those Elvis fans were crazy!” while wearing my VIP I ♥ David Archuleta t-shirt.
No. They were not crazy. They be my homeys.
We are not so different from you. In fact, if you know that the Squiggly Pig is copyrighted__you my friend, are one of us.