Friday, February 27, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Then they took a drive.
After about a half hour, dinner was cooked and ready to eat!
I felt that my existence didn't make a difference in anybody's life. Of course I was important to my parents and I knew they loved me. I didn't feel unloved. I just really wanted to make a difference to somebody.
Fast-forward 20 years.....
I am more needed now than I can sometimes handle.
Now I feel like there isn't enough of me to go around.
...I need help with my homework!"
...what's for dinner?"
...there aren't any clean socks!"
...what's for snack?"
...my project is due tomorrow!"
...you need to sign this!"
...I need new shoes!"
...will you read to me?"
...the toilet's clogged!"
...he won't leave me alone!"
...where's my other shoe?"
...I stepped in dog poop!"
...we need to go look at Prom dresses!"
...can you fix this?"
...there's no good cereal!"
...where's my backpack?"
But the hardest so far...
Mom.....he lied to me. He's not going to take me to Prom!"
Dealing with heartbreak.....that's going to be tough.
But it's good to be needed.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
But I do NOT remember being quite such a dorky-looking thing:
That would be the dork on the left. On the right is the cute, older neighbor boy. (I was 13, he was 18!). He actually became my first boyfriend. He just sent this to me the other day. After 30 years, we're still good friends.
When you're feeling nostalgic, it's nice to have someone who shares your memories.