The first outing this morning was to the birthday party of a classmate. The two girls were both born today and her mom and I even shared a hospital room. The strange part of this outing was when I was asked "so you must be Tiresa's sister?" I see the changes in myself, but up to now, I had been recognizable to others I'd seen, so this caught me off guard. Though I think she was caught just as much off-guard as I was (Wendy, if you are reading this, don't feel bad....I am *so* not offended...it is just the beginning of a funny series of events).
At the grocery store in the afternoon though, it got really crazy. I saw not one, but two teachers that I work with on a daily basis, one of whom I chat with one-on-one on a weekly basis, easily. Neither of them recognized me. One of them crossed the street in front of me, did the "thank you" wave, acknowledging my having stopped. Even when I waved in a friendly sort of way to her, the expected look of recognition was replaced with a look of confusion.
I am absolutely flabbergasted. I am torn between, once again, worrying about the final product and creating an entirely new identity: crazy story about chasing turtles around the globe (check!), Australian accent (working on it), unlimited bank account thanks to a rich deceased relative (anyone?).
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If I walk past you please kick me or trip me! Honestly sweetie I do not think I would have recognized you without seeing photos and then because we have not spent much time together ~ what twice ~ even then. Catching up on what you have written and all I can say is keep writing. You were beautiful before ~ nothing will ever change that for me. Hugs. xo
ReplyDeleteIt's definitely a change, but should make for some funny stuff! I'd go with the new identity, see what you can get away with! You could be Tiresa's cousin maybe? From Australia, I love it.
ReplyDeleteWe be chillin this week, so give me a shout if you're up for a (warm?) bevvie a la Starbucks or something. Taco Bell food is pretty soft too, mmmm!
It's interesting - the change is NOT that drastic, but it the way it triggers my brain is definitely different. Like...if you were a house, you have a new porch. No question it's the same house - but because it's a face, the way my brain reads it is so much more...complex, I guess. I wish I knew more about the neurology involved. Anyway, I think you look great, as always! I'm in awe of the way you're able to write about it so eloquently - I hope writing about it is helping you process what must be a significant change...?
ReplyDeleteI know exactly you mean, Court. I remember when Stephi had jaw surgery and I saw her afterward. I obviously saw the difference in her face, but as her sister, it didn't feel that dramatic. It was as though she'd found a really effective/lovely way of applying make-up to play up her features.
ReplyDeleteI am honestly not "worried" about the final look anymore...the swelling is gone down enough that I am seeing something similar to Stephi's end result - a tidier version of my own face. That said, yesterday was amusing and interesting. I am sure that things will go back to normal after school's been in for a few weeks.