I remember playing a game as a kid, mainly it was one of those games that girls play late into the night at slumber parties… right after they called the cutest boy in school on the phone, played a round of truth or dare, or talked endlessly about their hopes and dreams. After all that, right before everyone would finally give out and their eyes were fighting the urge to close, came “I never…”. The answers were usually related to young girl thoughts — “I never… cheated on a test”, I never… kissed a boy under the bleachers”, “I never… smoked a cigarette”.
My thoughts took me back to this game and the intimacy it gave to friends — to girls — as we felt open and available to share our thoughts and concerns and dreams with each other in a playful way, with no judgments (but often with laughter and occasionally a few tears). I thought of how that game changes, as so many things change, as we gain experiences and grow older. I thought about gathering some of my closest friends and introducing a new game, one that would give way to our experiences and free us to share and continue the dream (and laugh and occasionally cry). A game fitting our experiences, “I thought I would never…” would be the new game, a game I’d like to play.
I’ll start:
I thought I would never…
- jump off a bridge.
- swim across a lake, naked.
- return from a date at 7:00am after sitting in a park and watching the sun set and rise and naming all the constellations.
- drive a car off a mountain.
- touch a hammerhead shark.
- join the Peace Corps (more on that later… maybe).
- bake a 5 layer Red Velvet cake.
- be the mother to 3 gorgeously intelligent kids.
- smoke a cigar.
- start a blog.
- become friends with complete strangers.
- build my dream home.
- sell my dream home.
- get divorced.
- go to Hawaii.
- ski barefoot.
- tell anyone the things I find myself saying.
Our games change as we get older, but the point… the intent of the games remain — to open up a discussion among friends, sisters. I hope that each year I am able to look back on my life and add to my list because there are still many things that fall into the “I never” category and I’d like to change that. I’d like to be able to look back soon and update this with tells of travel and friends and dates. But, for now, I’d like to ask you a question — pretending of course that we’re all at a large slumber party (I would imagine our slumber parties now would have wine and sushi and chocolate… of course chocolate). So, grab your wine and tell us all, “I thought I would never…”
Picture From Kind Over Matter
Great game, b! I need to think on this and come back, but wanted you to know I’d like to play! *Hugs*
I never thought I would be so old as to start off a sentence with, “Kids these days and their . . . . (clothes, hair, language, music, obsessions, etc.)” And I do.
I thought I would never be out of a job . . . . I mean, the mortgage industry is so stable. Everyone needs a mortgage.
I thought I would never have my own business, the hours are too long.
I thought I would never be so “public” in public/on the internet.
Here is my favorite: I thought I would NEVER go to Europe once I met my husband because he hates to fly and said he would never go. We’ve been twice. Best vacations EVER!
That is all I can think of now. Oh, I forgot to have my glass of wine while I typed . . . .
What? No wine?
Even without wine I love your list…
I hope to add “I never thought i would…” go to Europe on my list (I have a slight fear of flying as well).
Thanks for playing!
Have some wine and get on the plane.
Okay ~
I never thought I would write poetry.
I never thought I would be so open/public and tell anyone the things I find myself saying online. {Thank you Becky and Terre for saying it first.}
I never thought I would make so many friends with complete strangers online.
That’s all I’m willing to share in a public comment. 😉
*Big Squishy Hugs*
I’m glad you came back!
I really like your list and am glad you shared some of them with us (me 😉 ).
Thanks Dani.
I shared too much earlier at Zs and freaked out a commenter…. lol…
I feel like Dani on this one, the post and your honest sharing of your “I nevers” brought up a lot of personal stuff [good job Becky] that I don’t need to dump out there into a public setting. But it’s great, gleeful…hug yourself because you just can’t believe the opportunities that have fallen into place like dominoes lately …
Life is glorious in Karenland
And I never thought that this time in my life would be the best.
:0)
I like Karenland!
I have a separate “I thought I would never…” list that is just for me. I think those lists are often the ones that really help us create positive change in ourselves.
Now — I need to scurry off to ZS to see what you said to freak out a commenter!
Thanks for stopping by Karen — means a lot to see you here!
Everyone! Go visit Karen’s blog — you’ll thank me!
I never thought I’d be blamed for my friend passing out in the middle of his own wedding.
I never thought I’d live in a year 2000 that did not include jet packs, a moonbase, domed cities and bubble cars.
I never thought I would live in the south.
I never thought I would cause a unique moment in Frank Sinatra’s life.
I never thought I would feel so connected to so many complete strangers thanks to the internet.
Ha! LOVE this list Neil!
I think you better expand on many of these thoughts… I’ll be waiting at your blog!
Frank Sinatra? Really?
Thanks for stopping by!
Hmmm, will try to keep this public-appropriate :o)
I never thought I would go to (or love) Iceland
I never thought I would comment on a blog (lol huh?)
I never thought I would meet so many wonderful people, without you know actually hearing their voices and seeing them in 3D
I never thought I would… um nope, can’t say that one.
I never thought I would be a published researcher
I never thought I would talk to tons (ok a large handful) of respected researchers about my work
Hmm – I guess that’s it for now, but wow this made me think.
Thanks B, great game – now pass the wine…. and chocolate :o) xo
Great list c!
I never thought I would be smart enough to be friends with a published researcher! 🙂
I never thought I would turn into an old fart!
Old farts don’t surf!
Now… go surf — you’re in California for crying out loud!
Okay, this is what I came up with last night.
• Have a child. I thought I’d adopt (“recycling,” as I thought of it then).
• Walk across 15 feet of blazing red coals.
• Get a passport. What was I thinking, to Self, age 41?
• Be a great cook. Didn’t start until in my twenties.
• Care about farms. They bored me when I was little.
• Kiss a girl and like it.
• Be in an attempted kidnapping by serial rapists.
• Get away from attempted kidnappy by serial rapists. Thanks to friend, Wendy, who escaped and ran for help.
• Go to college (Vanderbilt University on a big scholarship), only to drop out, deeply depressed. Wrong school for my free spirit.
• Weigh more than 150. I was in the low 100’s until I turned 40 or so.
• Stop being painfully shy. I still am shy, but I make it up that I’m not.
• Stop flirting. Oh, wait. I haven’t. Yet.
• Lose interest in reading novels. Too much time needed for vital truth.
• Find a man who wasn’t scared of my brains, anger, sarcasm, and then let him gentle me. Miracle, going on 19 years.
• Eat some of the things I’ve eaten. I was a picky eater kid.
• Raise someone else’s child as my own—part of my heart, my mind, my daily worship and prayers.
Is that enough?
Enough? Are you kidding? You had me at Okay!
I love your list.
I love that you’re here!
I love that we both went to Vanderbilt (although I didn’t drop out — go Dores!)
I love that we are connected!
Thank you Tana.
Kidnappy. Gosh, I’m funny.
Yes… you are.