My need to vent has come.
Today I am Margo Roth Speilgelman. (Or however you spell it) Not just today but increasingly lately. Not it the sense that I am the object of someone’s affection and I am going to run away. Because everyone has their set ideal about me. Especially the parental units.
So recently our church got a woman going through seminary. She is a perfectly lovely lady but when she is up at the altar the crucifer has nothing to do basically. Acolyting is very important to me. I feel called to help set God’s table. I feel very lucky that I have gotten a call this early in life. But when the lady (we’ll call her Cherry Tuesday.) is up at the altar that is taken away from me. Yes I have reduced to tears over this. It seems unfair that I have this thing that makes me feel oh so close to God and it is ripped away from me. Yes other things make me feel close to God but this is the only one that happens this often.
So what does this have to do with Margo you ask?
My step mom thinks I am afraid of change. I am not. I embrace it. Yes, I love traditions but I understand that things must progress at their own pace to survive. If you hinder that progress and it eventually comes through, well look at China.
My dad thinks that when I do not like things, I just shut them out instead of trying to work with them. He pointed out thee areas of my life where I do not do that. I agree with him that in those three areas I suck, but there are tons of things in my life that annoy me but I work with them.
I do not know other peoples opinions of me when it comes to Cherry Tuesday but I do know some other things.
Most of my friends think I am this outgoing, crazy, girl who is so happy it is almost unbearable. I am really actually on the quiet sane side and I think I am depressed.
As much as I would love to continue to vent about my Margoness, I have blown off an English paper for far too long.
How do people see you? What are you really?
Odette
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