GEORGE IS ALL SET UP

I just set up George's blog. He should be ready to go. I called him and left a voicemail message and also emailed him to make sure he gets the information. Hopefully he does not experience any problems going forward.

We had an event full day class today. I'm hoping that everyone does well.

Today I am taking my sister to the store to pick up some art supplies. I decided a few weeks back that I wanted to start painting. I bought some paint and canvas. So far so good. The funny thing is that last night my sister told me that "SHE" wanted to start painting. When I told her that I had the same idea and already began, she laughed. Because it's not uncommon for us to do the same things at the same time without the other knowing about it before hand. I suppose that's one of the phenomenons of being a triplet or one from a multiple birth.

I usually keep being a triplet to myself. Because in the past. The mention of it resulted into a long conversation and was filled with questions and curiosity. I understand the curiosity. But sometimes it's as if my privacy is so invaded that it causes me to shut down completely. As I said in class. If someone told another person that they had siblings of single births. Nobody would ever ask them, "Oh really"??? "Can you show me a picture"? Like I said, I understand the curiosity. But in our experience (me and my sisters) we have learned to keep this to ourselves. I feel that I always try to respect other people. And by doing this it means to respect their privacy and not to ask questions that may be taken as invasive. But maybe that is because I have a different outlook on things because of being a triplet.

Yes, we were a circus act. Freaks even. We were scrutinized and picked apart by anyone who became aware of our unique quality. We were made into an entity. Not three individuals who have our own minds and our own spirits. My mother always raised us to be our own persons. She always understood our differences and did not try to make us all the same. We all have our own strenghts and weakness's. And we are not less of a person for the lack of any of these qualities. No more than another person is weak because they don't possess the same talents as they do their older or younger sibling.

I suppose it's all about perspective and one cannot truly understand anything unless they experience it first hand.

I am blessed to have come into this world with two other people to buffer the ride. I have my own cheerleaders, my own critics, and my own inspirations. I have never been lonely. As a matter of fact. I cannot understand the emotion of loneliness. This is a gift that I truly appreciate.