She didn’t even hear me.
Ugh, that was a little embarrassing.
Shake it off.
What do I do?
There’s no one else to talk to.
Guess I’ll look at Pinterest and be on my phone too.
She starts laughing, showing me a funny video clip.
I say something about it and… she doesn’t hear me… on to the next distraction.
Why am I here sharing my time with someone that chooses to not connect?
Something to think about.
~ Monica
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The pandemic brought a lot of awareness to me about climate change, food shortages, how quickly our hospitals could colapse and more. This has sent me on a mission of becoming self-sustainable, empowered and working to help heal the earth. That is what the focus of this blog has become. The main way I'm working at this is through building a food forest and documenting as much as possible in hopes to inspire others. The more of us that do this, the more it will help heal the earth. When we buy produce from the grocery store, it was grown through monoculture, and that leads to use of chemicals that goes onto our food and into our planet, destroying soil. If we grow our own through permaculture (a food forest), we give the soil health. We also give ourselves health by growing organic foods and herbs that contribute to our health. There's a lot more to this, but this touches the surface. I'm only one year into this but my food forest is growing. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me.
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okay…. you GOT to tell me who that is… at first I thought I was reading about me, but you said not connecting. but I am sorry you are dealing with that
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I feel like you and I connect very well. You always pay attention and I don’t ever recall you looking at your phone while we were talking. This isn’t about any one person – just something I’ve experienced many times with different people over the years since cell phones came out. It’s fictional, but not, if that makes sense.
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gotcha!
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Some decorate their rooms, their lives, with whatever is at hand – furniture, art or people. To them, all are equally innate. “Did that pillow just make a noise? Odd. Whatever…”
Enough of this, and soon only the furniture will remain, as the other “:objects” departed long ago to bask in warm, genuine companionship.
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Agreed 🙂
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That’s a really good way to put it. Thank-you for your comment!
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Well said….but thanks for the follow, too. 😉
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