First of all, how are you? Isn't it funny that it's always the thing people say, but they don't mean it based on their responses. I mean it. How are you? How am I? I am well, thank you.

Oddly enough, even though people used to ask me how I was doing on a regular basis, people stopped asking me how I was doing after I had cancer 12 years ago. And they never started back up. Don't be sad about that. Now, I secretly keep track of the number of events when no one asks. I have fun little conversations with myself during the gathering. Feel free to try it.

That shift we experience when we start to feel unheard and invisible stinks. I thought it was bad karma coming for me for wishing I was the invisible man when I was little so I could know what people were saying and to know where my parents hid the Christmas gifts. :)