Saturday, April 28, 2012
The COG's last name comes from 'stile' which is a structure allowing people to cross through or over a fence or boundary, while keeping the animals confined. My last name comes from the word 'bridge', a structure allowing people to cross over a river, ravine, road or other barrier. Presumably each of us had an ancestor who lived by one of these structures and who became known by the name of the structure. And here we both are, millennia later, still straddling two worlds.
It's sometimes difficult to feel as if I have two places where I belong. Two places where I want to be. I've always kind of envied people who live in the same place all their lives and run into people they've known as long as they can remember at the supermarket or the library. But then I think of what I would give up, if I only had one place, if I'd never left home. Then, feeling divided seems a small price to pay.
Every place you go, you miss something you left behind. But if you never go anywhere, you miss all the things you would have discovered in new places.
So, no complaints. In fact, I kind of like the sense that I am somehow fulfilling an imperative built into my DNA.
Posted by The Bride at 7:02 PM