Self-Portrait Tuesday 01.31
My personal history is scattered, crazy, sad, wild, fun. I have been many people in my life. This one would be the wild-child in college and beyond. Me in the orange with two best buddies, Brady and Janice in a little West Texas town, Snyder. We were wild, crazy, unpredictable, out of control. I found those jeans at an abandoned house during a party, wore them all semester without washing until my friends got so tired of seeing me in them, they held me down and ripped them to shreds.
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Scuba diver in Florida, sailing in the Virgin Islands. The person snapping the picture was my deepest love. He broke my heart and left me to die.
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The crazy, live-for-the-moment, girl-out-of-control vanished and in her place surfaced a mom. A role that has made me better, more patient, more loving, more thankful, more understanding, not mention fatter and more tired.
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I don't know if I will be showing my warts and all in February. I thought I had taken all the bad pictures I could all ready take of myself!
Kim - I've been meaning to write you since I first starting visiting your blog about a year ago but your comment about being a mother sealed the deal - that's IT! I'm a much better person though fatter and more tired. I didn't want to be a mother till I was in my late 30s and it's killed me and brought me to life at the same time. There's times I think you and I are separated at birth (I even think we look alike) - you being a slightly older sister with skads more creative talent.
ReplyDeleteKeep it up sistah - I enjoy visiting every day!
Penny B.
At first I thought that I.D. card said
ReplyDelete"Creativity Card" rather than Activity Card.
So, it's early and I visit with only a half a cup of coffee under my belt. It should have been a creativity I.D. even then.
Hugs.
Thank you guys.
ReplyDeleteThat card should have read THE ROWDY BUNCH
Thank you Penny-sistah-brooks! Isn't it great and scary when there is someone out there that has so much of your same history! It is a small world, and that comforts me somehow. Anyway, thank you for reading and commenting. It means alot to me. ;)
Kim
It's my pleasure! Maybe some day all this creativity I surf through and am surrounded by (I've worked with terribly talented designers doing production for over 20 years) will start a spark in me and I can let it flow instead of it being stuck in this momma/wife/pal/co-worker person that I am today.
ReplyDeleteHere's hopin' - Penny
You are-and always have been-the most gorgeous person inside and out. Who you have been at every age has merely been facets of the same lovely nurturing woman I so admire.
ReplyDeleteWow, what a montage for the heart!
ReplyDeleteBeing through most of those times with you, except the the early college period, it brings back so many memories, of fun; heartbreak, projects, papers, you moving away, and the letters I got from you, and phone calls about new beaus, and places you lived.
My heart feels the memory of every one of them at this instant as I view these photos.
Bam, says Batman, got me right in the ole' heart!
and...family has been your saving grace! That pic of you and matt says it all!