As to the Title…

As I sat watching a hockey game today, a thought was introduced to me by my brother.  Blogging.  I hadn’t considered it previously.  As I considered what to name the blog the first thing I recognized was that it was going to take more thought and time than I expected to maintain a blog.  Although watching a hockey game didn’t help my thoughtfulness, I’m sure it took me a good 2 hours to decide on a blog title. 

Breaking the Mold – First off I must clear up the word Mold.  A mold is ‘a distinctive form in which a thing is made or a container into which liquid is poured to create a give shape when it hardens’.  I don’t think I need to clear up the definition of the preceding two words.

Let me give you a scenario.  There is this small town where everyone knows everyone.  They know if you are in the cool or not so cool group and you know absolutely everyone your age.  You lived from the moment you were born until moving away three years ago. Over the past three years away from home you have experienced and learned things, made friends and contacts and various other things.  All in all you lived in a very different manner than you did in that small town you grew up in those many years.  Then you come back.  What you didn’t realize in the three years you spent away is immediately apparent.  You’ve changed.  The person you were and the person you now are are very, very different.  This person is me.

I now find myself back in this place that molded me for the first 18 years of my life.  I have changed.  The problem is, the mold hasn’t.  The people I had known for so long haven’t changed and they think the same should be true with me too.  I now find myself surrounded by places, people and circumstances that are trying to force me back into the shape of this mold I once fit so well.  People expect me to be unaltered and changeless.  Cookie cutter like.  All I am left to do is to break this ruthless, old mold.