Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Five Things No One Knows About Me

Wall Art at Cinema Paris in Berlin
I was inspired to write this post by Rita of the Hey Rita blog. I'm new to this blogging thing and while I love the journal-y aspect of it and the connections with strangers that reinforce my faith in our common humanity, I am also skeptical of the sterile, self-centered, present-my-perfect-little-life part of blogging. Don't worry, in this facet I'm more critical of myself than of anyone else, and I love scrolling through the beautiful pictures of other peoples adventures, cities, and yummy food. It's my own theoretical insincerity I despise. And that is why I was touched by this post: an effort to circumvent the comfort zone. 

So here goes. Five things no one knows about me:

1. I'm sarcastic, and yes, often in the mean way. I hate to admit it, but it's true.  The master of the snarky comment and the not-so-gentle-jive, I strive for a friendlier and more forgiving dialogue and yet I negate my own aspirations of positivity daily. I think part of it just comes from the pervasive irony our family employs, the currency of humor that I grew up with. In our clan, nothing and no-one is safe from humorous harm, no topic too taboo and no psyche too vulnerable. Somehow, the laugh always justifies the joke, no matter how underhanded or unnecessary. Its not a character quality I like, and I'm working on it, but there you have it.

A Quiet Evening: Me reading, Papa napping, Oma with her paper
2. I'm an loner and a bookworm trapped in an extroverts body. I find myself being the life of a party I didn't want to go to in the first place, but got dragged to by Karl or another friend with the admonishment that six hours of a Saturday spent in bed with chocolate and a book is enough. I often tire of social interactions, but find myself extending the conversation out of politeness. I ask all sorts of questions about salmon culture and macrobiotics and investment banking in order to engage my conversation partner and show interest in their field while yearning for a solitary soak in the bath. It's not that I'm not interested in what they have to say, I just love love love being alone sometimes. 

3. I go through a whole bar of dark chocolate at day. The big bars.

4. I am always homesick for a different homeland. This is part of being a mixed culture kid. The other language, the other world, far-away tastes and scents and sounds are as much home as all you have right here and now. Missing a home is like missing a loved one; a constant ache where an essential part of you should be. You forget, in the shower and on the bus and in line at the grocery store, that the hole is always there. Then you hear a song about Berlin or see the New York skyline in a deodorant ad across the street and remember, like a punch in the gut, the piece of you that's an ocean away.

5. I am regularly overwhelmed (literally stop-in-your-tracks overwhelmed) with gratitude at the immensity of undeserved blessings I have been given in this life. The opportunities and adventures and pure-dang-good-fortune with with I have been endowed boggle my mind. Sometimes, on a quiet weekend, I'll take a walk in the woods around the corner and whisper to myself like a witchy old crone: "thank-you, thank-you, thank-you, thank-you."

Look up at the Sky!



  1. Hia, you left a comment on my blog telling me you too love Eleanor Roosevelt and Elizabeth Gilbert, so of course I had to pop over to 'see' you....then I find out you're essentially an INFJ (by the sounds of things) and are often overwhelmed by gratitude by the marvel that is life......isn't Blog Land great, that we can 'meet' kindred spirits?!

    1. Yes!! This is the very best part of Blogland! I have to admit, I didn't even know what an INFJ is but after googling I finally feel I've found a description that fits perfectly...thank you!!

  2. I love love love this post! I absolutely relate to point two. I love to be alone sometimes, and it takes a long time for me to engage and connect with someone. I don't naturally connect to someone and find it hard work in order to build a relationship but on occasion I find that there is someone I spark with instantly.

    Great Post by the way!

  3. Oh I like this! Ha in reality I'm a little bit cold, not overly friendly and I've been called intimidating most of my life, but I'm really just shy. Somehow I think my blog portrays me as friendly, so I'll take it! Dark chocolate is my favorite and I get the homesickness, I not from around the world, but sometimes I get an ache for a different time, place or feeling!

  4. Interesting! I identify with some of them ahaha