OK. Sorry it has been a few days since my last post (I promise once I get the hang of this thing I will be doing more and, eventually, get to the point of all of this).
I was a happyy, but somewhat spoiled-by-nature child. My earliest memory is my sweet sister (who did a million things with me) dressing me up just like her on a Halloween. She had put bloody make-up on and a long gown and I, wanting to be JUST like her, did the same for me. We posed in front of the hedges in our front yard and one of our parental figures took a picture of us. Her beautiful long piano playing fingers were gnarled in front of her in a menacing claw as was mine. A fake growl canvased our faces so that it caould be caught forever. I wish I could find that picture now - it was great. I was probably about 5 or 6 and she was (I think) around 15 or 16, maybe a little older (I suck at ages - there was an entire year where I thought I was a year older than I am).
Another great early memory that I have is with my oldest brother. There was a swing (I'm not kidding) that hang from the rafters in the middle of our living room (they were 10 feet high). I was put in it and my brother would push me WAY up high time and time again. He would call me "Christy the Pooh Bear" and laugh continuosly while he did it...LOL.
Of course I remember all the vacations, the places, the family. I tend to wonder what happened to me along the way that made ME the ultimate rebel in our family? Did I just want too much? Was the music I listened to more anarchist-like? Is it just in my chemical make up that made me want to do, see, and explore much more? All I know is that I couldn't control it. I look at it like a video game - until I crawled my way to a certain amount of experience and skill, I was sort of stuck trying to achieve everything as quickly as I could.
I'm not complaining...it was a good thing and a fantastic life (many years pending). However, I do know a lot of GOOD people who have or do feel this way. I want everyone to know that it is OK. It is human nature to judge those who do not conform to the "norm." Those who can see more in you will and will not leave your side. Those who will snub you will forever be with a hole in their sould because no matter where you are in your personal journey you have a beacon of love, light, and peace that will come through the clouds someday. The ones who stay will shine right along with you.
This is where love comes from.
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