Share Your World – June 11th and 18th, 2018

Where has this week gone! And where has the first half of the year gone! Crazy that we already reached winter / summer solstice, don’t you think? In any case it’s definitely time for my Share Your Wold post. I simply can’t ignore Cee’s great questions any longer (not that I tried to…). So here we go:

If you could choose any person from history to be your imaginary friend, who would it be and why?
And see, Cee starts with a bang… What a question… I don’t really know what to answer… Right now I’d say Amelia Earhart. I think she was an amazing pioneer and it would be great to have someone on my side to every now and then give me the famous kick in my butt, the motivation and inspiration to reach my dreams. I’d love to know what her struggles and fears were and of course just know her story. Having a buddy like her would be wonderful, even if it would just be an imaginary friend…

60s, 70s, 80s, 90s: Which decade do you love the most and why?
I didn’t experience the 60s at all and in the 70s I was too young to even realize what was going on around me. So I think I would go with the 80s (the music was pretty amazing then) and also the 90s. Good times…

When you die, what do you want to be remembered for?
I recently asked my friends on Facebook to describe me in one word. And the result was pretty humbling. It was wonderful to read what people thought of me. So if I could be remembered by the words mentioned there I’d be pretty happy: Kind, sincere, enthusiastic, genuine, friendly, beautiful, amazing, passionate, loving, open, driven, witty, bubbly…

It made me pretty emotional to read all of those words. I wondered if my friend who passed away recently knew how much she meant to everyone and what we all thought of her. So I decided to let me friends know, to every now and then tell them how much they mean to me and why.

To answer the question: I would be humbled if my friends would remember me the way they described me in that post…

You can have an unlimited supply of one thing for the rest of your life, what is it? Sushi? Scotch Tape?
I really liked sushi for a long time but interestingly I can’t be bothered for a while anymore. Scotch tape is of course a great thing but I wouldn’t go for that either. I think it would be fresh vegetables and / or fruits. If I could have an unlimited supply of fresh, organic grown vegetables or fruits I’d be super happy…

Teleportation or flying?
Now that is a good question… I love gazing out the window of a plane and I would most likely miss that. I would also miss the opportunity to slow down, read a book or watch a movie or just chat with my fellow passenger (if they are up for it). We live in such a fast pace society that I think having to sit still in a plane for a couple of hours and do something entirely different is nice.

Having said that: Imagine the time you can safe if you could teleport. The hustle of traveling, check in, security check, rushing to the airport and so on would not be there anymore. You’d get more out of the day on each side of your trip. So I guess both have their positives and negatives…

I was just about to say that I’d like to try teleporting. But then it felt as if someone stepped on the breaks. I suddenly thought: Would I really want to be teleported??? I mean: What happens to my body, when I’m teleported? Do the particles get assembled in the right order again? Or never ever? What if there is a mix up? Do I then reappear as part me and part someone else? In the wrong place? The wrong time? The wrong me?

You know what: Let’s stick to flying…  😉

Would you rather live where it only snows or the temperature never falls below 100 degrees?
No… I need variety in my weather. I like when it rains, when it’s cold, when it’s hot, when it’s sunny, when it’s cloudy, foggy… you name it. If I really had to choose I would be devastated. So please don’t make me 😉

What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week?  Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination. 
I’m in a volunteer position at the club where my daughter plays soccer, overseeing all the younger girls teams. We had a massive issue in one of them and it went so far that we had to sit down with the parents and the coaches (volunteers) and try to solve it. We thought we managed but it all blew up again and as a result the coach is no longer coach and actually made his daughter leave the team too. You wonder why I mention this here? Because I’m so happy that it’s only one team. And I’m so happy that it’s not my daughter’s team. Actually knowing that her team has such a great group of parents and girls makes me smile. Training nights usually mean standing in the cold and often in the rain. But it’s not as bad because you are out there with wonderful people and the girls who always laugh and enjoy what they are doing.

Some nights it looks like this…

… and some nights are beautiful