tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810664966396968147.post4898594022931257021..comments2019-02-02T02:51:09.110-08:00Comments on Musings of a Musical Midwestern Mama: Invisible InvincibleAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06430366457754481393noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810664966396968147.post-70790801495572587422016-12-29T07:58:54.111-08:002016-12-29T07:58:54.111-08:00Afbloghi, thank you so much for seeing me. I think...Afbloghi, thank you so much for seeing me. I think an important reason of why I value friendships like yours, is that you do see me. I am attracted to friends who are artists or artist hearts. We make our or daily mission to see what is difficult to see. Maybe it's not even a mission, maybe it's something we cannot help but do. <br />I often find that I feel most invisible to my family. It's not that they don't want to see me, but so much about me that makes me proud of myself is lost on them, or worse, might even be a source of shame. <br />I think the invisibility is a survival technique at the core. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06430366457754481393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810664966396968147.post-700586385878409152016-12-28T23:11:41.005-08:002016-12-28T23:11:41.005-08:00This is beautiful. I don't know what to say. C...This is beautiful. I don't know what to say. Concerning you, you've always been so visible to me. For the little time we have spent together, I think so often of how I wished to be near you because I know my life would be better with you here. My point is, you have made a huge impression on my life, even though our time together was really limited. At the same time, when reading this, I just kept thinking, "Lynnette's right," and I hate that she's right. Why is there a cultural reality of being so invisible that you and the life inside you can easily disappear in front of a crowded train of people? Afbloghi Blogshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08257661619553362530noreply@blogger.com