NEW CASTLE —
What have you lost interest in recently?
It seems as if I lose interest in more and more things as I get older. It might seem a frightening thought at first, but really, how many trivial pursuits do we cling to that we eventually just outgrow?
There was a time when I was concerned with having a nice tan, but age and wisdom brought me to my senses. I lived for the occasional kegger in my college days, but outgrew that in a blessedly short amount of time. Sometimes things that seem uber-important at one moment of your life just aren't right for the life you're living now, and that's a good thing.
The thing I've lost the most interest in recently was, for most of my life, the driving force behind everything I did: the need for acceptance. From my earliest days on the playground right up to the days surrounding my 40th birthday, I wanted ... no, NEEDED, everyone to like me.
One hint of disapproval from the remotest of acquaintances and I was a crumbling, groveling ball of nerves. I would embark on strained conversations with lengthy explanations and pleas for the offended individual to understand that I was innocent of the assumed wrong-doing.
But a few weeks ago, as some of my girlfriends and I sat around a bonfire, one of them asked if I was still friends with a mutual acquaintance with whom I'd had a notoriously rocky relationship. "Not really," I responded. "I'm too old to waste energy on people I don't really want around me anymore."
I felt as if I'd had one of those "Ah-ha" moments Oprah is always talking about when I realized, as I licked melted s'mores from my fingertips, that I was speaking the absolute truth. And I actually surprised myself with a truth I hadn't previously realized.
How freeing such knowledge can be! I'd always known what a burden it was to constantly need everyone's approval, but I'd never known how to overcome it. Who knew that eventually, someday, I would just simply outgrow it, as surely as a houseplant that needs moved to the outdoors?
Yes, I've lost interest in persuading others to like to me, or even to just accept me as I am. That's a burden that I've handed over to those who care about me. Those people will treasure our friendship and work with me to maintain it. Those people don't need any kind of persuading to hang around.
The other people? Well, I still wish them the best. But they're going to have to find it in their own garden.
NEW CASTLE —
What have you lost interest in recently?
- News Bloggers
Gary Church: As you may have noticed, I'm not Lisa
Surprise, surprise, surprise! The big cheese called me, and asked if I would mind if my blogs appeared on Monday, instead of on Tuesday. I had no problem with that.
Josh Drespling: Time flies when you're growing up
Where does the time go? Just a moment ago, it was Monday, and now here we sit at the opposite end of another week. Seems like a matter of seconds and this month has slipped off into oblivion. I swear I only blinked and spring had been stripped from our hands. I don't dare close my eyes for another moment’s rest or my whole life may disappear.
Gary Church: Grab your sisters and your mothers, it's an ice cream 'convent'-ion
To keep my nice figure, I like to go to Forbush's at least once a week. This is also my entertainment for the night. We sit there for an hour or so, watching people. Last week, a group arrived that I had never seen before.
Tim Kolodziej: What is your definition of The Dream?
Johnnyswim. I know, I know. Me neither. I had no idea what that word meant until a couple of months ago, when a friend of mine on Twitter was absolutely gushing about a great concert he had just seen.
The Couch Potato: Does "House of Cards" crumble or stand?
The old Couch Potato has been methodically working my way through the hit Netflix series, “House of Cards,” over the past few weeks and let me just say, it’s pretty good.
Gary Church: It was an uphill climb, but this driver was a real trooper
It's always a tragedy when I have to cover a drowning for The News. I hope I never have to go to Kennedy Mills again for this purpose. It is located at the bottom of a twisty, turning hill on Frew Mill Road.
Lisa Madras: I struggle with goodbyes, so I’ll just say ‘thank you’
After 12 amazing years at the New Castle News, it is finally time for me to say goodbye. I walked through the doors of this building believing that I had found the place I would live out the rest of my days, content in the chaos of deadlines and bylines, inky fingers and editorials.
Josh Drespling: When the family’s away, this bachelor will ... work?
It was inevitable. I knew it was coming and the situation was unavoidable. Over the course of the last few weeks I have been preparing myself for this moment and it has finally come.
Gary Church: Geez, whatever happened to privacy in the men’s room?
I never know when a blog moment may happen. This recent blog moment occurred during the Rockin’ the River concert at the Cascade Riverplex.
Tim Kolodziej: LeBron’s return, and his essay, can teach us plenty
So there’s this guy LeBron. You may have heard of him. He plays basketball for a living. He also writes essays. Writes them very, very well, as a matter of fact. Last week, he put pen to paper to explain why he’s returning home to play again for the Cleveland Cavaliers.
- More News Bloggers Headlines
- Gary Church: As you may have noticed, I'm not Lisa