Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Where did She Go!
Two worlds collide, right and wrong, good and bad. I think it is every parents worst nightmare....How will my child turn out? To me it is amazing, 4 syblings all with such complete differences...While I was growing up, I just wanted to run, get out and make my own life...and I made no bones about it. As soon as I am done school I am outa here. Little did I know as soon as I left, I would get so homesick that I actually moved back. I quit my job in the am, and took the bus that night. I was 17 living in the big city and hated it. So when I got home, my Dad sat me down and said, well since your home, your going to help with combining and hauling grain. Picture me doing the dance of joy....Yeah, yeah, sis boom ba, I was never so happy in all my life...Funny how that was probably one of the best summers of my life. After harvest I got a job at the local restaurant working 6 until 3 in the afternoon.I must have worked there for about 8 months and have some hilarious stories to tell you someday. Then I worked in a bank for about a year, and then off to computer school in the big city. I have to say I have been a city girl every since. When I left home for the second time, I was okay. I think because I was a little older and had learnt some things about the real world. Trust me I had alot to learn about the real world and I was going to learn pretty fast. Lots of lifes lessons have been hard, but I have never felt sorry for myself for some very large mistakes that i have made in my life. Large mistakes that helped to mold me into whom I am today. Somehow I found my way back from what could have been the worst times of my life,,,stronger for all my experiences, have a deep love of life and I was truly living on my terms. I definately had some angels guide me along the way, keeping me safe, helping me to grow up. My one sister said I was always like a camelian, that I could fit into any crowd or type of people, I have to say back then I loved the bad boys. If a guy was in a suit...not for me, construction workers, bikers, truckers, etc. That was a lifetime ago. I was going to live fast and dangerously and no regard for anyone whom had any advise for me. For afterall I was young and smart enough to live my life how I wanted....my poor parents I really did give them a hard time. That was in the eighties and lots has changed since then, as I write this I wonder just where should I start...I think if I were to write a book, I would have to start back at the beginning for it all to make sense. Maybe one day, for now its on hold as right now I am focusing on a much calmer life. Who was that strange girl anyway. Sometimes I barely recognize her. Have you ever felt this way? I would love to hear about it.