1991. The Royal Gorge, Colorado. Young me, age 22.
Who am I? I took this challenge because it was posted on the blog, “The Quiet Girl Blogger.” She reminds me of the young me, except that blogs didn’t yet exist back then. 🙂 See her link below my entry!
Age 4– I am amazed at this huge world around me, maybe a little scared. We moved to this cold place and it’s huge, but the snow is neat, my mom spends lots of time with me, and Dad goes to work every day. I am living a good life and learning so much.
Age 11-I am awkward and my body doesn’t look the way I want it to. I am missing my dad and I feel sad for my mom, who is going through her own issues. She went back to work again (said she had to), and she is skinny as a stick now. I am lucky to have a few close friends. I am sure God loves me, but I am not sure why I’m here in this world.
Age 17– I am going to look good and willing to suffer for it. I am lightening my hair again. No matter what I do or how little I eat, I never look good enough, but eyeliner is my friend. I am fixated on this guy who treats me like dirt, so I likely won’t go to the prom. Just not ready. I’m working a steady part-time job and driving. I have a few close friends. I am unsure where I fit in the social totem pole at school. I am amazed by classic Literature that makes my heart cry and my spirit soar all at once. I am writing poems that I may never show to anyone.
Age 23– I am a college graduate. Who knew? I am still quiet, but I can function in social settings. I am amazed at this new guy and how he’s so afraid someone else will steal my heart. I am ignoring the fact that he is possessive. I work a steady job and may have a chance to use my degree later. I am sure the Bible says we should love each other. I am in love. (I think).
Age 28– I am a mom! I’m amazed at this little gift I’ve been given. This experience is the most meaningful that I’ve ever had in my life! What love could match this? But I’m so scared I’ll drop him or do something wrong. I’m so tired from work and still needing time with my son. I’m unsure how to balance it all. And I still have to live up to someone else’s expectations of a wife?
Age 30– I am tired. I am a beautiful person under all of this. It is all hidden with feelings of inadequacy. I am grateful for a friend at work who makes me laugh. I’m aware my husband will see this as a betrayal to him. But why can’t I just have a friend? Why am I not living life as I see fit and why do I feel like I’m caged? I am trying to raise my son and be a professional. We need that, but yet he resents that. I am not going to be a cleaning, cooking housewife. What did he just call me? I am not letting him talk to me like this one more time. I am tired of this nonsense. I am out of here, and taking my son with me. I am sure God didn’t put me here for this. I am going to be free to live my own life, with my son and whomever I choose to trust.
Age 40: I am living my own life! I’m too young to stop having fun. Dad didn’t slow down until age 44. I’m sure some things I do aren’t good for my health, but I’m still young, right? By the way, now that he’s 11, my son sure got sassy. Boy, they do change. I love to travel, and this year was great! I should do it all before I’m old. I’m still attractive, many don’t know my age. I like to have fun with that. Life is for the taking. Relationships are for those wanting to slow down. So why am I so worried about *Steven? He’s a drinker. I knew that. I really need to focus on myself.
Age 48: I am a teacher, mother, daughter, friend, mentor, writer, a nut**, a dog lover, an avid reader, and health-obsessed. I am sure God, and Jesus, accepts me just as I am. I am capable of doing anything I want. This pain in my hand and my shoulder won’t stop me. I love my job, but I won’t let it keep me from doing the other things I love. I love my family and friends. I have a kind man who cares for me, and I care for him. Society does not define us. Making a positive difference for others fits in with my job, my main hobby, and my personal beliefs. I want to do it all and won’t let anyone stop me. It doesn’t matter if I only have 10 minutes or 5 hours. I know I can do this, so I am going to try!
Who am I? I am all of these things, and more. I chose a timeline to sum up and show changes I have undergone. I think they all represent who I am quite well. Life is truly a growth experience. I asked my mom to throw out some random ages, for me to think about who I was at that time and what lessons I was learning. This was fun and emotional. What about you? Are you up to the challenge? Who are you? More than your job, student status, ethnicity, or where you live. Who are you?
*Name changed because he doesn’t deserve a mention. 🙂
**(nut) By which I mean, I make up silly songs about the taco-truck, my dog, getting ready for work, etc. Most of my family will ignore them, but not my boyfriend, Kenny. He joins in! 🙂
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