Me....
I grew up mostly as an only child...big sis and big bro were 9 and 7 years older. Yet I have all the traits of the youngest...plus some.
My childhood consist of motorbike rides across vacant plains and muddy jungles. More plane rides (with me puking my guts up) then I ever care to remember. I saw more wild animal by the time I was 10, then most people will see in their lives...Zoo's included.
Tween years...crushes and turmoil, learning to shave and wear bras. Same as everyone. A little more drama than most, just for flavor. I think I got punished for being dramatic...not cool.
Teen years were defined by heartbreaks, best friends, bike rides across Kenya, climbing Moutains, dancing in the rain, first kisses, and of course Eddie Veddar and U2.
College...love, heartbreak, real lasting love, friends, more friends, cafeteria conversations, running, planning, late night trips to Walmart, dollar movies, half-priced apps at Applebee's, dressing like a hooker just for fun, pictures, Papa John's pizza, dancing with redheads, singing with roomates, and I think some classes were in there somewhere.
Newlywed years...parents got divorced, parents got remarried to each other, first salaried job, quit a few jobs, got fired, world got rocked in good and bad ways, ran some more, gained a whole lot of weight, so I ran some more, Church, youth group, Fazoli's and Arby's for deep meaningful conversations, bought a home, sold a home, moved, Eintein's, aerobics, quarterpounders, moved again, got pregnant (finally :)), moved to another state.
Then I had kids...first a girl, perfect in everyway, Angel. Moved again, made friends, found a church, job, quit job, more friends, got pregnant again, first son, huge and adorable, smile, sweet...
Tonight as my husband cared for our kids, bathed them, cleaned up their poop and their puke, washed sheets, held them...I was off wandering, thinking, feeling. Often my sweet Man lets me escape. If you are a mom you get it. We all need it. Some of us more than others. Escape = a better mommy! And I was thinking about my life, what it's been, meant...defining moments...too many to recap I'm sure. Just thought I'd share some of Me with You.
Now to figure out what the rest of my life is suppose to be made up of...what's it suppose to mean?
Squash, peas, kale, mangos, blueberries, apples, peaches, carrots, green beans, cherries...
