My daughter will be 10 this year; I can’t believe it. I see a bit of myself in her. I admire her confidence and the ability to speak her mind. Her determination to be different and defy the odds-it frightens and amazes me. I pray that she will see the person she will become, and know that there will be a few bumps in the road, but don’t allow those bumps or people stop her from being who she is meant to be.
When I was her age, I wasn’t confident. I did not speak up or challenge the status quo and I was down on myself. I thought I was the ugliest person on the plant. I had aspirations of going to college to get a degree in communications, but I allowed someone to tell me no, that I couldn’t do it and that I wasn’t ready for college. I wish the younger version of myself could have had a glimpse of the woman she would become. She would have been proud to know that the bumps wouldn’t stop her from being who she was meant to be.
1. Waking up
2. Food to eat
3. Watching my daughter create short stories about her life and animals; she has inspired me to start writing again.
4. Having a husband that loves me unconditionally-flaws, bad attitude, diabetes and all.