SO, judging by the 0 comments left from my last post, i am alone in knowing what this american life is all about. it's a radio show that chooses a theme every week, and then is broken up into different "acts". within the acts is where the magic lies. these stories are told of ordinary people. ordinary people that have amazing, extraordinary unbelievable experiences within their daily lives. but in the end, these people are normal, everyday people you would meet at a store, at church, next door, anywhere.every time i listen to this incredible show, i leave with a melancholy spirit. not in a bad melancholy, but a "this is life" melancholy. people intrigue me, i find them fascinating. but they also scare me to death. i would rather be alone then to go to a party, a large church function, or similar large event. yet, the memories, stories, history of people is something that i find alluring, interesting. the first time i heard this american life, we had just moved here and i was pregnant with michelle. i was driving alone, running errands when this show came on. from the get-go i was sucked in. they were telling a story of an old farmer who had a bull as a pet. the bull died and he was so absolutely distraught by the death, he put all his money into getting the bull cloned. so, then he had the cloned bull which at first seemed to be just like the original bull, until it started to have a temper. a BAD temper. it attacked the farmer several times and even hospitalized him. but the old farmer just couldn't bare to get rid of the bull. it was just too much for him to lose both bulls. so, he still keeps the bull around. how crazy is that? i was hooked after that show, and listen to it every chance i get. i makes me realize, that we ALL have amazing lives. that there is not one person who is not important, without merit. we have all had experiences that have changes us, for good or bad. and if we could only allow each other to listen, REALLY listen to each other, maybe then we could appreciate this wonderful life that we've been given. that we could learn from others experiences, we could learn to love them for who they are. maybe we could go as far as to not judge them, to know that they have struggled too.
what an amazing gift we have been given, our lives. i'm grateful that i can be reminded that i too, have a fantastic, american life. and so do you....
