Several years ago, I began a blog, Finding Fraser. A few weeks ago I
was overcome with the feeling that I had grown older and wiser, and therefore
took it down. Here I am, barely weeks later, reminiscing about onions and
other things oddly referred to whilst I desperately sought Fraser. Guess what?
Neither my thoughts nor my purpose have changed. I am still me. While I may no
longer be searching for my "original self" as I had been, I am still
on a quest, looking to create a bit more of myself everyday.
Finding
my thoughts and banterings just as twistedly relevant to my life circumstances
now as they were then, I will be reposting several of these entries over the
next little while.
Setting the Onion Precedent - Monday,
July 23, 2007
Don't you hate it? Starting something new on just
the right foot. There's so much pressure, so much to think about. Look at me.
Look how high I've set the bar for myself. I've yet to even write a complete paragraph,
but the title alone indicates that what I write will be deep, meaningful, and,
essentially, so profound that I will find the core of my being.
Unbelievable.
And all of that, right here, for you to see. Ha!
It is true, I am lost. But, I'm sure you are too. I am a mother, a step-mother, a sister, a daughter, a friend, a wife, and potentially, some other title I have completely forgotten. But, before all that, I was just Fraser. Hmmmm. I suppose by rights, I was always a daughter and a sister. But then, I consciously decided to become a mother, a step-mother, a friend and a wife. With every title, came additional layers of responsibility. So, maybe I'm not lost, I'm just wrapped up in layers that have gotten so thick, I have no idea where the core of me lies anymore. Oh, there I go again, talking about the core of my being. This could get interesting.
I've recently begun a quest. I'm on the hunt for Fraser, my original self. Now, I obviously can't erase all of my chosen titles, nor am I wanting to, I just need to tidy them up a bit. Thinking of the movie Shrek, I'm thinking of an onion... are you with me? Onions have layers, (and yes apparently Ogres do too, but that's irrelevant at this point in time) and if you peel them all away, you get to the core of it. People, in my opinion, should NOT be like onions. Hey, I warned you this would not be profound stuff here. People should be like trees. They should be grounded on the root of their being, with each additional title being a different branch. The bigger they are, the farther they reach. All the while, the persons true self is still quite visible. It is the foundation on which they stand. Obviously that is not the case with an onion. With every additional layer, the core of the onions being gets hidden a little deeper.
I'm tired of being an onion. Besides, they stink.
Unbelievable.
And all of that, right here, for you to see. Ha!
It is true, I am lost. But, I'm sure you are too. I am a mother, a step-mother, a sister, a daughter, a friend, a wife, and potentially, some other title I have completely forgotten. But, before all that, I was just Fraser. Hmmmm. I suppose by rights, I was always a daughter and a sister. But then, I consciously decided to become a mother, a step-mother, a friend and a wife. With every title, came additional layers of responsibility. So, maybe I'm not lost, I'm just wrapped up in layers that have gotten so thick, I have no idea where the core of me lies anymore. Oh, there I go again, talking about the core of my being. This could get interesting.
I've recently begun a quest. I'm on the hunt for Fraser, my original self. Now, I obviously can't erase all of my chosen titles, nor am I wanting to, I just need to tidy them up a bit. Thinking of the movie Shrek, I'm thinking of an onion... are you with me? Onions have layers, (and yes apparently Ogres do too, but that's irrelevant at this point in time) and if you peel them all away, you get to the core of it. People, in my opinion, should NOT be like onions. Hey, I warned you this would not be profound stuff here. People should be like trees. They should be grounded on the root of their being, with each additional title being a different branch. The bigger they are, the farther they reach. All the while, the persons true self is still quite visible. It is the foundation on which they stand. Obviously that is not the case with an onion. With every additional layer, the core of the onions being gets hidden a little deeper.
I'm tired of being an onion. Besides, they stink.
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