Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Day 3 - Postcard to a Broken Buddy in the UK

I was an English Major in college, at least for a semester. I wrote a paper on Etymology. My father has had a lifetime career in Communications. My mother's an English major. I love the English language. My favorite thing about the language is how words come into fruition. Did you know 15 + words were added to the dictionary as a direct result of terms people put into use after 9/11? "Shoe-bomber" for example. True story. Look it up. So, to pay homage to my native tongue, I celebrate my days by coming up with terms which help me most easily express myself to my close circle of friends. This is where Broken Buddies come in.

Before I started my 29th year on the planet, I've usually had more "acquaintances" than "friends". I'm okay with that. I'm an introvert by nature. Due to several life changes beyond my control in the past four years, I've been put in touch with several people (mainly women) across the world, who are also "broken". I refer to these women as my Broken Buddies (BBs). The irony is, these women are far from being damaged goods. They are the most compassionate, well-educated, self-aware, intuitive, funny women I know. I'm blessed to know them all and hope I bring to them just an iota of the joy they have brought to mine.

One BB I don't know very well. We chat on and off on one of the few social online networks to which I'm a subscriber. We both belong to a group of BB women who are trying to get better. Emotionally, spiritually, physically. There is no cure for our disease, but there is hope, understanding and at times, acceptance. I mentioned my postcard challenge to the group and she followed up with an email, asking if I would send her one. Her term used was "calling my bluff". Well, Allison, there's a postcard with San Francisco on the front, being mailed from Texas, on it's way to you in the UK.

Mess with the bull, you get the horns. ;)

**Note** Another interesting thing I learned at the post office today is how to put proper postage on international mail. I wasn't sure if I was to use US stamps or tape yen to the cover...I handed the postcard to the postal worker who told me it would cost 98 cents to send. The normal price to send a postcard within the states as of today is 28 cents. I didn't want to coat the card so I bought a 98 cent stamp, and it's now on it's way. I wonder how long it will take to get there...

3 comments:

  1. I love this, Leigh! ::gives you an Eskimo kiss:: I gotta get in on this post card action.

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  2. I love your broken self. I think brokeded chicks rule. Wanna see the new band-aid I have between my butt cheeks? I had my famous coccyx injections today. My tail won't hurt anymore. For a few months anyway.

    I love you, Leigh. Miss you madly, appreciate your native tongue, and can't wait to have a bigger friendship in Texas.

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  3. Awh. I LOVE you guys! My BB in the UK emailed me just last week (her computer was down) and she really loved the card. Even though she gave me her address I don't think she really expected to receive anything. So, made two people's day with just a 98 cent stamp. Not too shabby! :)

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