Everything changes. Nothing remains the same! Not even the skin on your body. It stretches or shrinks to accommodate life changes, such as aging, pregnancy, and menopause (male and female; I'm convinced that men go through menopause as well. There's just no blood involved.)
As I grow older, my interest and focuses are changing. The things that used to mean a lot are not so important anymore. The "small stuff" that used to be huge mountains are truly the "small stuff" now. I don't have to win every argument. I don't have to be right. I don't have to have the last word. One of the largest discoveries is that I don't have to always go without the things that I like and want; especially clothing.
I grew up in a household where my Mom worked really hard to make sure that our needs were met along with my Granny and My Aunt. We never lived in the ghetto. We never went without food. And we were never in the dark. I have always been sensitive to others needs and wants, especially my Moms. My Mom struggled to make ends meet and they didn't always and she would never tell us that. But I would see my Mom crying and stressed because she wanted to give us so much and couldn't. My sister had to have the latest fashions without sensitivity to my Mom's struggle, so I would just take the hand-me-downs. (My sister is not that way now.; She would take care of everybody if she could and tries to; friends and family.)I wouldn't express that I didn't like something to the point where I lost a sense of what makes me happy.
That's definitely changing now.I see outfits in my sleep! I have visions of what shoes to wear with what outfit and I actually want to go shopping!!!! I have NEVER liked to shop because my Mom didn't like to shop. She said spending money would give her a headache! I took on that same mentality, but in the words of Diana Ross, "I'm Coming Out"! Look out world cause HERE I COMEEEEE! I'm ready for this new chapter in my life!! Hope the world is ready for me!!!!! *Big Smiles*
As I grow older, my interest and focuses are changing. The things that used to mean a lot are not so important anymore. The "small stuff" that used to be huge mountains are truly the "small stuff" now. I don't have to win every argument. I don't have to be right. I don't have to have the last word. One of the largest discoveries is that I don't have to always go without the things that I like and want; especially clothing.
I grew up in a household where my Mom worked really hard to make sure that our needs were met along with my Granny and My Aunt. We never lived in the ghetto. We never went without food. And we were never in the dark. I have always been sensitive to others needs and wants, especially my Moms. My Mom struggled to make ends meet and they didn't always and she would never tell us that. But I would see my Mom crying and stressed because she wanted to give us so much and couldn't. My sister had to have the latest fashions without sensitivity to my Mom's struggle, so I would just take the hand-me-downs. (My sister is not that way now.; She would take care of everybody if she could and tries to; friends and family.)I wouldn't express that I didn't like something to the point where I lost a sense of what makes me happy.
That's definitely changing now.I see outfits in my sleep! I have visions of what shoes to wear with what outfit and I actually want to go shopping!!!! I have NEVER liked to shop because my Mom didn't like to shop. She said spending money would give her a headache! I took on that same mentality, but in the words of Diana Ross, "I'm Coming Out"! Look out world cause HERE I COMEEEEE! I'm ready for this new chapter in my life!! Hope the world is ready for me!!!!! *Big Smiles*
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