She might just be wondering how you chose that name. It may derive from Ursa (Latin: Bear), leaving her with identity confusion. My first school teachers were Ursuline nuns. Nothing about them was confusing, except perhaps their tendency to smash your fingers with a straight edge when your penmanship was not desirable (what a great way to remedy that problem).
In my experience I have found being invisible can often be a great advantage. Not bad at all actually. Or maybe it is that I found the “visible” years of my life could get annoying and so being invisible is a relief.
Could be that Ursula is just too famous for her own good! But I understand your point. Small towns shine a light on everyone for better or for worse, but in a city we have a choice: I like that.
She might just be wondering how you chose that name. It may derive from Ursa (Latin: Bear), leaving her with identity confusion. My first school teachers were Ursuline nuns. Nothing about them was confusing, except perhaps their tendency to smash your fingers with a straight edge when your penmanship was not desirable (what a great way to remedy that problem).
So I would ask her what exactly is on her mind.
In my experience I have found being invisible can often be a great advantage. Not bad at all actually. Or maybe it is that I found the “visible” years of my life could get annoying and so being invisible is a relief.
Could be that Ursula is just too famous for her own good! But I understand your point. Small towns shine a light on everyone for better or for worse, but in a city we have a choice: I like that.
Invisibility is kind of the stuff of fantasy — all those cloaks — if you think about it. I say we rock what we’ve got. 🙂
True. It’s wonderful to have that choice!
I feel Ursula’s pain…
It’s just a phase. I’ve embraced my invisibility completely and I love it. Ursula will too, in time.
Thank you for your encouraging words.