Wishes of an Invisible Woman - Part 2

 Ok, this sounds really stupid for one of the things I would like to do and coming from me, it's a lot since socializing isn't my strong suit.  I thought of it when I saw the retirement video of the managing attorney who just left. 

One of the activities that the attorneys did was go to this place where they threw axes. I don't know if I would want to do that with some of the people I spent time with in the office. I might have a police record after that event, but it seems like a fun thing to do with a couple of friends or a fun date.  I'm horrible with anything athletic so I would probably wind up with an ax in my foot.  At least it would be a good story to laugh about. Until I got the bill. The idea had been bounced around but people didn't want to go to dirty old Milwaukee.  When you're with people who are there for fun and not to compete, I want to be there.

Sometimes I wish for a kind touch.  I want to clarify that because I've been touched without my consent and inappropriately and cursing or a slap has been involved.

There is something healing about a touch when your day isn't so great.  Or when you see someone and they just put their hand on your shoulder and you feel like someone warm wants to be around you.  When I used to go to my former too expensive salon, I just wanted to cry when I would get a scalp massage.  I might be hurting from a headache or feel kind of crummy and there's something about the human touch that I don't know how to explain it.  Makes the stress melt?  

When my step-dad passed, I stood off to the side holding his stuff while the nurses consoled and hugged my mom and sister.  My brother in-law was there hugging them as well. I don't fault them at the time because I wasn't making my presence known but I felt so bad.  I understood that maybe they needed the comfort more but I wishing for someone to just take my hand and say it would be ok.

It's not so complicated to make someone happy.  Something that a person might take for granted?  May mean the whole world to another person.  It would help with their healing.

Especially the ax thing.  Oh, I so wished I could have gone and done that activity.  Damn. 

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