Something mind-boggling occurred to me this morning. My life is more than half over, and I have never accomplished anything. I've gotten to experience many wonderful things but those experiences came as the result of someone else's -- typically Owen's -- labors. I have no talents -- I can't sing or dance or play an instrument, I'm not athletic at all, I'm not artistic or creative, I can cook, but only if I follow someone else's recipe -- I cannot visualize and prepare a dish with the ingredients I have on hand. I used to be organized but have not been for years. The only time I get compliments on what I am wearing is when I wear a hand-me-down from Kim. I can't even do my hair right. No one has ever asked me, will you show me how to do "X"? I have no special skills. I can find information on the Internet. Big Whoop. If you've noticed, there is no book called "Google for Dummies," because anyone can use Google.
I never made any team or won any election I tried to do in HS. I was too fearful to go to college and pursue a degree. I never even could think of anything I could do for my major. I have existed all these years; I have never done one thing that I can point to and say, "Hey, that was me!" How sad.
Owen and I have been blessed with two beautiful, smart children, but again, we had to go through so much to get them because I was even a failure as a woman. I could never get pregnant. It's my honor to help Owen take care of them for he is by far the better parent. They are only good because of the guidance he has given them and the way he has successfully undone the damage I have done to them.
I have never done anything just for me. If I deign to spend any money on myself, I feel guilty because there is so much that we need to spend for the kids or on the house.
I'm not fishing for a bunch of comments on "Oh, you've done this or that." So I made someone laugh one time, probably by plagiarizing some words I read somewhere else. I'm nice and sweet; I got that genetically from my Mother. I should be a better parent because she is the best mother in the world, but I am too weak to meet the challenges like she showed me. I look like my Dad, but I did not inherit any of his talent or charisma. I am thankful that Owen is still here after all these years because not only am I not the pretty girl he married, I don't have the same personality either. He is the better parent, better spouse, better person. He has done things the right way.
I only want anyone that bothers to read this to examine their own lives and learn from my mistakes.
Find a passion and pursue it. Set goals and achieve them. Do not just live your life by existing each day. Believe me, you will wake up with your life half over and realize it went by too fast and now it's too late to start anything new now.
I never made any team or won any election I tried to do in HS. I was too fearful to go to college and pursue a degree. I never even could think of anything I could do for my major. I have existed all these years; I have never done one thing that I can point to and say, "Hey, that was me!" How sad.
Owen and I have been blessed with two beautiful, smart children, but again, we had to go through so much to get them because I was even a failure as a woman. I could never get pregnant. It's my honor to help Owen take care of them for he is by far the better parent. They are only good because of the guidance he has given them and the way he has successfully undone the damage I have done to them.
I have never done anything just for me. If I deign to spend any money on myself, I feel guilty because there is so much that we need to spend for the kids or on the house.
I'm not fishing for a bunch of comments on "Oh, you've done this or that." So I made someone laugh one time, probably by plagiarizing some words I read somewhere else. I'm nice and sweet; I got that genetically from my Mother. I should be a better parent because she is the best mother in the world, but I am too weak to meet the challenges like she showed me. I look like my Dad, but I did not inherit any of his talent or charisma. I am thankful that Owen is still here after all these years because not only am I not the pretty girl he married, I don't have the same personality either. He is the better parent, better spouse, better person. He has done things the right way.
I only want anyone that bothers to read this to examine their own lives and learn from my mistakes.
Find a passion and pursue it. Set goals and achieve them. Do not just live your life by existing each day. Believe me, you will wake up with your life half over and realize it went by too fast and now it's too late to start anything new now.
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