This might be a bizarre topic for a blog. A blog is, inherently, about its owner. No getting around that. But I think I'll wade right in anyway... .
As many of my friends and readers know, my name is Robin. (Yes, I like Gannet better, too. )
There used to be a local newscaster in these parts whose name is Robin. She became something of a celebrity, in the way that attractive local newscasters do, making appearances at various civic and charity events, rooting for the home teams, showing up on New Year's Eve. Then she married her football star and, after a few local media pieces featuring her careers as mom and home decorator, vanished into that place where mothers of three sometimes go. (What is that place, exactly? Seems like I spent a long time there.)
According to a feature in today's paper. she's back! Almost, anyway. With a new tv show about. . . well, I'm not exactly clear what it's about. But the PR indicates that. . . "It's all about Robin! And her audience!"
Of course, the fact that "it's all about Robin!" sort of caught my eye.
And then I thought:
By the time you're well into the middle of your life, shouldn't it be all about something else?
As many of my friends and readers know, my name is Robin. (Yes, I like Gannet better, too. )
There used to be a local newscaster in these parts whose name is Robin. She became something of a celebrity, in the way that attractive local newscasters do, making appearances at various civic and charity events, rooting for the home teams, showing up on New Year's Eve. Then she married her football star and, after a few local media pieces featuring her careers as mom and home decorator, vanished into that place where mothers of three sometimes go. (What is that place, exactly? Seems like I spent a long time there.)
According to a feature in today's paper. she's back! Almost, anyway. With a new tv show about. . . well, I'm not exactly clear what it's about. But the PR indicates that. . . "It's all about Robin! And her audience!"
Of course, the fact that "it's all about Robin!" sort of caught my eye.
And then I thought:
By the time you're well into the middle of your life, shouldn't it be all about something else?
7 comments:
I keep thinking that it should be, but I keep coming back to me. Maybe I'm just a slow bloomer.
Why can't it be all about me? Is there something wrong with that?
Seriously, I think you've touched on something bigger here. It has to do with the shallowness of today's society. They want the world to be all about them, all about their possessions and "stuff". It's the Paris Hilton, Star Jones, Rosie O'Donnell syndrome!
It reminds me of what I think every time I see "O! Magazine" at the checkout counter at the supermarket. I don't think I would have the ...what...colossal ego? to have my own magazine upon which my very own picture appears on the cover every month.
Generally, this is true. For many women at that point in life, it has been all about a lot of other people for a long time and they need to focus on themselves a bit.
That said, I think one of the pervasive problems in society today is the "all about me" and what I can get attitude.
What an interesting post! I agree that there is a delicate line between taking care of one's self and self absorption. I think it's good to give yourself what you need to be happy, and to make your family happy (be it time, space, whatever), but there does seem to be an "all about me" thing going on in the US today that gets a little carried away.
LOL! That's how I feel about, uh, er...Oprah. I mean, she has a SHOW with her name, and a MAGAZINE with her name, and as if that's not enough, she's on the frigging cover every month. I have to admit, I sort of like the magazine, but I do believe her ego must be the size of Manhattan...
Oh! I just read Lisa's comment! Well, I knew that she and I were kindred spirits all along...
I think that the appeal of blogging is that the writing reveals that seemingly ordinary people can and do have extraordinary insights, fascinating adventures, and , sometimes, the ability to express these things in succulent prose. It is the OPPOSITE of the self-absorbed celebrity.
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