Showing posts with label Friends and Family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friends and Family. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

What Dad Always Wanted!

Father's Day is coming up this Sunday, 21 June, in many parts of the world.  It seems one place suggests you give him that "something special".

Um, well, to each their own I guess.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Friends and Family

Something happened to me today, a good thing, that reminded me of Dandy's entry about friends and family in SL.  I was given a huge compliment by a very good friend of mine who also has a naturist sim.  I won't go into any detail about it except that it made me feel nice and reflect on my other friends.  I'm proud to say that I have many here in SL and, as the compliment about me went, they have all all enriched my SL life and without them I doubt that I would be in Second Life today.

My SL friends list is long, perhaps too long. Some have gone as far as my everyday Second Life is concerned but they are there because I like them.  There are others that I know and respect and like but aren't on my friends list and I've come to the conclusion that it isn't how many you have on your list, or whom, but the quality of their friendship.

I consider myself extremely lucky that I can boast that, after being in SL for almost four years, I still have as my best friend the one who was my first friend.  I'm told that this is unique, in the light of SL being SL. Perhaps, I don't know.  What I do know, and believe, is that friendship, either in RL or SL, is the most valuable thing that one can have. Never lose it, never abuse it.

Those who are closest to me know who they are and I love you, as you know.  You put up with me, humor me, and correct me when needed, which can be often.  More important is that my best friends will be there for me if I need them.  That has already been proven and I hope that they feel the same about me.

Jeez, I'm starting to get mushy.  Just value your friends, they are worth more than diamonds.

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Your world, your imagination. Maybe

I recently read an interesting article about prejudices. Everyone has them I suppose, I know I certainly do.  I'm prejudiced against black widow spiders, rattlesnakes and, having been stung by a scorpion once, I'm extremely prejudiced against them.   Well, maybe in this case the word prejudice isn't correct.  Let's just say that I'm extremely wary of them, totally dislike them but nonetheless have a healthy respect for them.

No, the kind of prejudice I'm talking about is defined as "an unfavorable opinion or feeling formed beforehand or without knowledge, thought, or reason".  I know all about that and have experienced it constantly though out my life in one degree or another.  I grew up in a small town where about 30% of the population were immigrants, either first or second generation.  I went to school with them and counted them among my friends.  I didn't understand some of the stories they told me about how they were treated by others who were more like me with their fair skin and local accents.  At about that same time in my life I learned that I wasn't exactly without ethnic roots myself.   My mother's father, whom I never knew except from old photographs,  was Native American.  I learned from my mother's stories of the taunts and bullying and outright hatred from others simply based on one's background or the tint of one's skin.

Currently I'm an immigrant, an American abroad.  I have to admit that in most of the places I've been I've been accepted for what I am, not where I came from or what I look like, my accent or my inability to pronounce my adoptive country's language.  That hasn't always been the case though, and I've met with a few instances of hostility simply because I'm American.  I've come to the conclusion that all this is just sheer stupidity.

But back to the article.  According to research done by Brock University, Ontario, Canada, children with low intelligence tend more towards racist attitudes when adults.  And let's face it, racism is prejudice.   The article went on to say that some anti-prejudice programs encouraged people to see things from other's points of view.  The researcher's comments were that mental exercises of that nature may be too much for people with a low IQ.  Now I'm sure that there are some very intelligent people with racist attitudes.  I'm not sure that I've ever met one but back-ground would surely need to be considered.  If you are brought up with strong prejudicial views in a strongly prejudicial community I'm certain that some of those views would be inherent.  Of course, one could argue, if one were smart, one would learn that those views are, as the definition states "without knowledge, thought or reason".

One of my first feelings of wonder in Second Life was the diversity of ethnic backgrounds to be seen.  Not just the backgrounds but the wild and awesome avatars.  I've met dragons and robots and more and it amazes me at the creativity of people in choosing how they look.  I've met white avatars who really weren't white in RL,  women avatars who really weren't women in RL, and vice versa.  I've met a strange and fascinating group of people behind those avatars and I'm thankful that I don't have the prejudices that would prevent me from doing that.  People who don't recognize that, to me, just simply miss the point of SL.

Your world, you imagination, as SL use to advertise.  Just leave your prejudices on the other side of the monitor, please.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Update on Atlanta

I've just heard that Atlanta is out of the hospital on Friday and will be convalescing at her brother's home. Her sister-in-law is a nurse so I'm sure she is getting the best of care. We wish you well, Atlanta.

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Atlanta

It has been awhile since anyone has updated this blog and now it is done with a heavy heart.  Many of you know Atlanta Arado, who, in her profile describes herself as 22 years of age, and from Berkshire, England.  I've known Atlanta for a couple of years now and was recently reminded of a birthday present I gave her awhile back.  It was one of those freebee jet skis that I saw her riding last weekend.

The sad new is that I've heard from an RL friend of hers that she has been hospitalized with a brain hemorrhage.  At this point I can only assume that this is true, but wish it weren't.

We wish you well, Atlanta, and hope to see you soon.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Friends and Family in Second Life

I had been looking through my calling cards of all the people I’d met, and for whatever reasons had become friends with. Some very short friendships some very long. I have to admit that most of my closest friends where some of very first, but not all. I value my friendships in Second Life, the same as in my Real Life, which, by the way I think should be called first life.
Families in Second Life are unique. Mothers, fathers, brothers and sisters are not determined by procreation, but rather by a quality, something special we see in someone or they see in us. I've been fortunate to meet a few of those special people who consider me family. They know who they are, my sisters, my daughter, the ones with rolls undefined, but still family. I love them all.