A bridge covers the distance between the known and the unknown. Neither one place nor another, a bridge is a process more than a location, a verb more than a noun.
What are you bridging?
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A bridge covers the distance between the known and the unknown. Neither one place nor another, a bridge is a process more than a location, a verb more than a noun.
What are you bridging?
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It seems that at my advancing age, I am bridging with ideas about the lives of other things that I have never really thought of before…parents and how they raise their children: single people and how they live their lives surrounded by couples…the way of changes in weather; where do birds sleep at night; which illnesses are the ones to watch out for; will computers take over the world? or have they, already? My mind seems to have so many unanswered questions about things that have been all around me already. It’s a fascinating feeling.
I am on a bridge between who I was, and who I might become. I have been on this bridge for about ten years. My crossing has been hindered by anger and resentment towards those I feel have treated me unfairly…
Nelson Mandela said, “Resentment is like drinking poison and hoping it will kill your enemies”.
Can I forgive? If I am cross this bridge, and fully live, the answer must be yes.
I am bridging a move from one country to another across the Atlantic. Tomorrow I get on an airplane in Madrid and will get off in Chicago to search for an apartment. That’s step one. Then I go back to Madrid to pack up my stuff and say goodbye.
Sue, I remember from earlier comments on this site that you have been living in Spain for period of time. Moving from one culture to another is quite an adventure; I’ve done it, too. I hope that this next step will be one that opens up good, new opportunities for you.
Thank you. Right now we’ve put in an offer on an apartment in Chicago, we have a USA phone, and we’re at relatives in Milwaukee having a fun time while we wait.
But we’ve already run into a few things we need explained to us.
Right! It’s sometimes a surprising world to come back to. When I came back from two years in the Peace Corps in Peru, I couldn’t understand why people left so much uneaten food on the dishes conveyor belt!