Catching up
Someone recently friended me on Facebook whom I haven't seen since 1993ish. We used to be very close. He asked me what he's missed; how I got to who I am now. How do I sum up the past 16 years? He already knows that I'm married and have kids (thanks for covering the easy stuff for me, FB profile). Things like getting my degree and work stuff are not what he's asking about either. He's asking about ME. This is what I said...
You missed many, many things. Everything really. I had my belly button pierced for 12 years. I rode elephants in the Thai jungle. I learned to have restraint (sometimes). I completed a marathon. I cried when the mama bird abandoned her eggs and they had to be buried in the back yard. I have a key to a secret garden in the Hollywood Hills. I learned to walk in stilettos. I drink out of the juice carton and sometimes smoke cigarettes when my husband is out of town, otherwise I'm a great wife.
But I don't think I've changed. I say too much. I sing all the time (often badly). I wear my heart on my sleeve. I get what I want. I cry when I'm happy and when I'm sad. I scare easily. I have high expectations. I'm still me.
I think that's right. I may have missed a few things.
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1 comments:
Sounds perfect... just exactly as you are! Perfect & wonderful!
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