A Surreal Moment In a Place I Had Never Been??….!!

Mark Strand’s words,”Each Moment is a Place You’ve Never Been,” is eloquently spelled out with great power and meaning behind it. It is a testament to an emotion I recently experienced. It put me in a “place I’d never been!” In addition, it was a wake up call which gave even more merit to the phrase.

“The moment” began quite innocently enough. I have a stat counter that is connected to my website that gives me interesting information concerning hits on my site. It can tell me the pages that were opened and how long they lingered on each page. I can also tell how they landed on the site and whether or not it was intentional or not. Some will type in the actual address while others google with various and sundry words that let me know whether or not they were, in fact, looking for my site at all.

Now…imagine my reaction when I saw a hit from the town in which I live followed by a google search that said…here goes…..hard to say….Obits for Hunter Darden!!! Were my eyes deceiving me?? Nope—I was definitely living a moment in a place I had never been. Someone actually thought I had died and left this earth. They were obviously searching to read my obituary and, perhaps, hmmm…find out where the funeral was to be, I wondered?? Yikes! It evoked an emotional reaction, but I also felt a physical reaction, as I felt my body weaken a bit. It was an eerily, strange feeling.

Being the human I “tend” to be,  I began to question why? Hmmm…Had I looked terrible the last time the person saw me? A bad hair day, perhaps? I suppose, they assumed the next natural progression was to the cemetery. Or… had they just “mis-underheard” (I just invented that word) the name wrong and were just double-checking to be sure. Or…had they just not seen me in awhile in my usual spots and were covering all the bases as to why?

Okay, so I got the first gut emotional reactions out of the way with all its questions? I began to allow it all to sink in and dissipate. Resolution and a whole new line of thinking were beginning to emerge. I ended up in a place of inherent examination of my life, goals, and areas left unattended. It was a kick in the rear for a jump start into a brand new philosophical realm of wondering whether or not I had covered all the bases in living a well-lived life?

Bottomline? Had I crammed in enough “life stuff?” I took an assessment while still sitting there staring at the phrase that had taken me aback. I came to the conclusion that I have a lot more I would like to cram into my life…as everyone does, I’m certain. I will move forward with the total understanding that the true gems of life are our family and friends. I want to utilize every moment I can with them as I journey down the natural progression of life.

Hopefully, the real “Obits for Hunter Darden” will happen on down the road a ways. I will move forward in hopes that there are a lot more moments of places I’ve never been…while I R.I.P. on earth a little longer. Let’s all move forward together…!  Hunter Darden-order personalized copies of my books by scrolling up to the top of this page and clicking on the link or email me at hunterdarden@gmail.com.

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About Hunter

Hunter has been living her dream of being an author after falling in love with the Nancy Drew Mysteries in the fourth grade. She has incorporated her love for words along with her psychology degree from Meredith College to create books that can be aids in healthy nourishment for the mind. She is the author of five children's books, a photography book and a novel. She has been a human interest columnist for The Charlotte Observer (2001-2005) as well. She was the recipient of the "50 Great Writers You Should Be Reading" by The Author's Show, the Meredith College Career Achievement Alumnae Award and the Excellence in Creative Writing Award by the General Federation of Women’s Clubs. She is a public speaker and teaches a writing camp for kids called Writer's Cramp Camp. (The animated art on this blog is provided by http://www.appleanimation.com)
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