Carol H Tucker Passionate about knowledge management and organizational development, expert in loan servicing, virtual world denizen and community facilitator, and a DISNEY fan
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beladona Memorial Be warned:in this very rich environment where you can immerse yourself so completely, your emotions will become engaged -- and not everyone is cognizant of that. Among the many excellent features of SL, there is no auto-return on hearts, so be wary of where your's wanders...
Mira is 8 years old and has been 8 since she rezzed 2 1/2 years ago, in SL you don't have to grow up if you don't want to. She was formed to play with other kids that I had come to know in world, and even after they stopped logging in, she would still go in world now and then to wander about the Disney sims. Mouse World was the greatest and I still miss their dark rides that were so well done, but there are two in world now that are good fun with parades and storytelling and a park to wander about in. She has been in world a lot lately, spending time with her family, especially the two sisters, Lyssa and Lyric. Unfortunately the parents are splitting and the girls are coping the best that they can with the resulting melodrama.
Why 8? That was the year that everything changed for me. I was in third grade. That was the year my mother got tired of my whining when she was trying to wash and brush my hair -- trust me, she had no patience with tangles and it was not a pleasant experience -- and despite my father's protests, my hair was cut very short. That was the year that I started wearing glasses. That was the year that the cliques and groups formed in the class, and I acquired my "outsider" label. That was the year that I realized no matter how hard I tried, I never would be able to see the world from another's POV, I was trapped behind my eyes and couldn't look out of their's. That was the year that my mother stopped trying to read everything that I read. And that was the year I made a choice in a dream....
Mira, like me at that age, is pudgy and reads voraciously. And she is a dreamer, an idealist who believes that there is magic in the world and that mankind is inherently good.... As she settles down for the night, curling up on the daybed instead of actually going to bed, the twinkling pictures above her remind me to believe, to hope, and that there is always love in the world...
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