Recently I've been pondering the things that make us who we are, what shapes us into the people we become, and for better or for worse — what the end product is. Of course, we are all still still changing and developing into older, wiser, or more enlightened versions of ourselves, but what's been on my mind are the things and people who influence us.
It's like the song "In My Life" by The Beatles,
"There are places I remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall"
The "some forever, not for better" part has been on my mind, because it's usually the negative that molds us and forces us to strengthen our character and defines us as individuals. The negative is different for each of us, but it serves the same purpose — and it's what you do with it that matters. Like all of you, I've had my share of bad times and I've shared some of those with you, but some things only my closest friends know about (until I spill it all on Oprah after the book deal, anyway). And it's those great friends who get us through those times and hopefully are there with you to see how you turned out in the end. I have some of the most wonderful friends a girl could ask for and I consider myself blessed to have them in my life. Some I've known for decades and remember me when I was just figuring out who I was, some are lucky enough have met me later on as the SAHM© I am today, who has it all figured out (wink wink, nudge nudge). And a select small number of you poor souls have known me the whole time and I can only ask that you one day be sainted one day (or get the room next to me in the crazy hospital, whichever comes first), and that goes for my poor hubs as well.
So, as I've thought about these events, places, people, and things in my life, I pieced together a couple of ideas and made a mosaic of photos that are pieces of me (past and present) that you will recognize are mostly parts that have been there all along. Here's a little something I made for you visual people.
Of course, my initials (do you love the typewriter key?). Then there is the writer-girl and The Beatles. I love my maryjanes — all 25 or so pair. I had to include my favorite flower — pink hydrangea. What would I be without music? I shudder to think! I'm ever-connected to my computer and have more cameras than any one person who isn't a professional photographer should own. You know girl loves a disco ball and lipstick (my lips haven't been without color since I was 11). And I'm never without a handful of pens or my coffee (my favorite mug, of course). There is the typewriter obsession — which could make me a very poor woman. And lastly, the beloved mix-tape. Isn't life one long mix-tape? I think so.
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Love this post, KBF! Adorable, just like you.
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