All through middle and high school I could have cared less what I wore or how I looked. I remember feeling really good about myself when my sister Rachel would put me in her clothes or I had a matching outfit but I didn't make it a priority.
This picture was taken before the bicycle accident in which my lip fell off so I do notice some slight differences in myself. Ok, no I don't but I do feel my nose is a bit different now.
Why am I showing you 11 year old me?
This was me. I wish my hair was longer and fixed. I wish I had on a cute outfit, but I didn't and you know what? I don't remember caring one bit. I remember the vending machine that for a quarter you got 2 pencils that were neat. I remember loving my math teacher so much because she was nice. I remember Amy Mason, because she got me. She understood my oddities and she didn't care she liked me anyway. I remember my mom having a snack for me when I got home.
I worry so much over the happiness of my children. I don't remember the meanness that they are dealing with, could possibly be that I am oblivious to that stuff. I don't remember having to have the latest and greatest...again with the oblivious thing.
I look back on my life and sure there are some things that I would have changed. I would have loved to have been in any kind of sport or activity. I wish I had cousins that I was close to, but honestly...truthfully I can not complain. I have had a pretty fantastic life to this point and I hope for many more blessed years to come.
So, tonight as you go to bed remember you won't add one second to your life by worrying but you will most certainly lose precious moments if you do. Life is going to work itself out. Share love with those around you. Do not promote ill will, and most importantly love yourself just the way you are. Jacked up tooth, sad hair and all.
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