I am the dark haired baby born in the wheat sea that is Saskatchewan, to parents who love God and each other more than their children. I am the child who has always found comfort in that.
I am the baby who rarely cried and fit well into the fourth child slot.
I am the child who played Locomotion, Life and cribbage by herself when no one else was around to play. Who loved her stuffed animals to the point of humanizing them. Who stored up every belonging as a treasure, not to be played with but to look at and arrange. Who dreamed of nothing else but to be a wife and mother and never thought she would have so much trouble accomplishing the second.
I am the teenager who was a late bloomer who wore outrageous polyester dress shirts from Value Village and loved to portray her personality through weird outfits and hated lying to her paernts all the time. I am the teenager who finally got "found out" when she returned from a weekend motor bike roadtrip with a guy they didn't know but eventually loved as well.
I am the woman who married the motor bike man (who happens to be the only man I'll ever love) while wearing a polyester wedding dress. I am the woman whose greatest loves are God, her husband, daughter and family.
I am the mother who loves that I finally "recieved favour from the Lord" And would go crazy if she wasn't in my life. Whose moments of perfect bliss come when all my greatest loves get together. (There are so many of us now!)
I am the esthetician/mother who loves to make people feel good about themselves and doesn't like it when they don't realize their own beauty.
I am the woman who listens a lot, laughs a ton and sings incesently. I am the person who wants to help those who are hurting and then doesn't for fear of rejection.
I am the woman who still loves stuffed animals and board games but I no longer have to play them alone. Who still longs to learn to let go when she paints and draws.
I am the person who dreams of growing old with my love, of Christmas' with grandchildren and is grateful for the proximity of loved ones. I am the person who hopes that her daughter's life will be filled with as much joy, love and laughter as her own has been.
I am the baby who rarely cried and fit well into the fourth child slot.
I am the child who played Locomotion, Life and cribbage by herself when no one else was around to play. Who loved her stuffed animals to the point of humanizing them. Who stored up every belonging as a treasure, not to be played with but to look at and arrange. Who dreamed of nothing else but to be a wife and mother and never thought she would have so much trouble accomplishing the second.
I am the teenager who was a late bloomer who wore outrageous polyester dress shirts from Value Village and loved to portray her personality through weird outfits and hated lying to her paernts all the time. I am the teenager who finally got "found out" when she returned from a weekend motor bike roadtrip with a guy they didn't know but eventually loved as well.
I am the woman who married the motor bike man (who happens to be the only man I'll ever love) while wearing a polyester wedding dress. I am the woman whose greatest loves are God, her husband, daughter and family.
I am the mother who loves that I finally "recieved favour from the Lord" And would go crazy if she wasn't in my life. Whose moments of perfect bliss come when all my greatest loves get together. (There are so many of us now!)
I am the esthetician/mother who loves to make people feel good about themselves and doesn't like it when they don't realize their own beauty.
I am the woman who listens a lot, laughs a ton and sings incesently. I am the person who wants to help those who are hurting and then doesn't for fear of rejection.
I am the woman who still loves stuffed animals and board games but I no longer have to play them alone. Who still longs to learn to let go when she paints and draws.
I am the person who dreams of growing old with my love, of Christmas' with grandchildren and is grateful for the proximity of loved ones. I am the person who hopes that her daughter's life will be filled with as much joy, love and laughter as her own has been.
This posting idea is from Mary at http://owlhaven.wordpress.com/ it is a contest that gives you a template to work with. It's pretty interesting. My sister-in-law did one as well http://queenheroical.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html
