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Four Questions while the rain splatters and splashes against my window

by on April 24th, 2009

1. Are you who you say you are online?

For various reasons a lot of us use pseudonyms when we are online to protect our identities. We have handles, avatars and nicknames as cloaks to shield us from the evil Reality Monster that can come to bite us in the behind with identity theft or real-life harassment. I find it interesting when I find my mommy-blog friends on Facebook. They never used their real names on their blog, but they do on Facebook. It’s curious to analyze the dichotomy of online and offline relationships and where they slam up against each other. Citizen Wausau is often one of those gray areas. We’re an online community, but we all have connections to Wausau, where we aren’t sims or avatars. We are real people, and some of us have exchanged handshakes and hugs. How do you feel about the places online where the digital and the analog collide?

2. Do you grasp at opportunities that come along or let yourself sit back and wait?

Recently I had the opportunity to go back into my former career and end my years-long hiatus of professional mother status. It was a hard situation for me. On one hand, I was thrilled to be needed in the grown-up world again, but I reminded myself quickly of my reasons to be a stay-at-home mom until my kids start school. My youngest is still two or three years away from that point, so jumping back into the work force would definitely go against my previous intentions. I came up with a good compromise that still takes advantage of the opportunity on a small scale, but it made me wonder about how other people might have reacted. If someone came along and offered you a great job at a different company, would you take it? Where does personal advancement supersede comfort levels in your life?

3. What is “old”?

In many ways I still feel like a young whippersnapper. It’s hard for me to think that I’m beyond my early twenties. Tomorrow I have another birthday, and every time I think of it, I have to hastily do the math in my head to figure out how old I’ll be. The number just doesn’t mean anything to me anymore. My life doesn’t change that much anymore. My aging seems to be on hold while I watch my own children grow. They get older every year, but I forget that I do as well. When I was a teenager, I thought 30 was a mythical age where everyone was adult and stable. Forty was a crisis, 50-60 was grandparent stage and 70 plus was ancient and decrepit. Does the number still mean something to you? If so, what? When did you start feeling old?

4. Do you have summertime traditions?

Every summer I build at least one sandcastle. My husband is greatly looking forward to kayaking. What do you try to do at least once during the summer? Is there a festival you attend, an activity you enjoy or a reunion you make a fool of yourself at?

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