tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708663037943141975.post1216924257040265922..comments2023-10-18T03:03:10.319-05:00Comments on thinking inside the box: something singular…..Tom Erdmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10235203386345137695noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708663037943141975.post-92069989559132698152011-01-29T00:32:32.769-06:002011-01-29T00:32:32.769-06:00Yes, it was great. You are one of the reasons it w...Yes, it was great. You are one of the reasons it was. See you and the Midwest weather soon.angelohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00834407922734563610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708663037943141975.post-81387631637075973842011-01-28T21:25:20.582-06:002011-01-28T21:25:20.582-06:00Beth-I still pinch myself. But, it's because I...Beth-I still pinch myself. But, it's because I'm doing something I love with people who include me. I feel lucky, grateful, and yes, I do feel I belong. But, it's kind of like sneaking in the theater. If the usher doesn't catch you, you get to watch the movie.<br /><br />Angelo - It was great, wasn't it?Tom Erdmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10235203386345137695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708663037943141975.post-61211940040246388402011-01-28T18:48:09.162-06:002011-01-28T18:48:09.162-06:00What a great group and conversation. You belonged ...What a great group and conversation. You belonged as much as any of us did. The perfect end to a wonderful week. Thank you Tomas.angelohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00834407922734563610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708663037943141975.post-9748394947275086522011-01-28T17:14:21.547-06:002011-01-28T17:14:21.547-06:00A couple of years ago, I was in New York to see a ...A couple of years ago, I was in New York to see a friend of mine in a play on Broadway. I met him backstage afterward and we went to a late dinner, then met up the next morning to grab breakfast before my flight home. At the gate at LaGuardia, I wrote in a little journal I keep in my purse, musing about why such a famous person would want to spend time with me. And you know what I came up with? Because I'm a kind, interesting person. I make him laugh. We talk about his daughter, about music, about whatever. I don't fawn over his celebrity. With me, he's just himself.<br /><br />So it makes perfect sense to me that you find yourself in these situations. Everyone has their own story, something to contribute. You feel lucky to know these people, and I'm sure they feel lucky to know you.<br /><br />And on the topic of love, you have plenty to say. I loved the post about the day you spent with your daughter.Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06629186602501399976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708663037943141975.post-90872557549571407672011-01-28T12:26:32.030-06:002011-01-28T12:26:32.030-06:00It was.
How we got on that topic, I don't kno...It was.<br /><br />How we got on that topic, I don't know. But, it was fascinating to hear everyone's views. <br /><br />I seem to find myself in more of these situations. As George Gobel would say, "I feel like a pair of brown shoes in a room full of tuxedos".<br /><br />Thanks for visiting.Tom Erdmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10235203386345137695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708663037943141975.post-78539555193431558872011-01-28T11:23:38.056-06:002011-01-28T11:23:38.056-06:00What a lovely post, no pun intended.
In the end, ...What a lovely post, no pun intended.<br /><br />In the end, there is only love and fear. <br /><br />If only more people chose to focus on the former than the latter.<br /><br />A great night, indeed.Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06629186602501399976noreply@blogger.com