So I go to my fb page and look through my profile pics..........and I realize again WHO WAS THAT GIRL?
That girl above.......that's me............in an Elias huddle. One of my favorite parts of the entire wedding day of the baby was this huddle on the dance floor. My sisters can marry and have kids (and me too someday I hope) but in the end it's us 6. That's who I am.
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This girl is so me..lol.........this was Thanksgiving and someone was irritating me because I wasn't "doing my part" My sisters are NOTORIOUS for handing out assignments that perhaps I didn't request and then scold me when I'm not doing it their way or fast enough. That face is how I feel ALOT............Yes, I know that girl!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
What happened to this girl? This trip was suppose to be sad, we were in town for a funeral. Yet Brittney and I had THE BEST roadtrip and this girl drank and laughed and was HUNG OVER and was bold and beautiful and just felt comfortable being me. Where did that girl go?~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I find it humorous that I remember this day so perfectly. I was 3 almost 4 and I wanted to be wonder woman. See my hands? I was getting ready to turn like Lynda Carter did every episode. That was my Sito's house and I used to watch WW with my Sito on her big bed, with her big pillows and her Almond Roca's and bendy straws. I have so many memories of my grandmother and when I look at this picture, I can feel her. My mom's cousin's husband called me wonder woman for years and years because I trick or treated around town in Nogales. My mom could make me anything----we would randomly request a crown and she'd pull out some foil and tada! there it was! I love the innocence of this girl.
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Oh THAT GIRL! She was a happy girl who believed in fairy tales and as happy as she looked here, all she could think about was that her boyfriend hadn't found her on the field. Turns out he left after his brother's name was called. She believed in love and fireworks and friendships that were going to last forever. I liked that girl...........she smiled a lot.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This girl felt uncomfortable...........they were giving her an award for being her and she felt inadequate. She could talk about her programs. her kids. her whatever. But to talk about herself, she felt embarrassed and unworthy. But she did have a kick ass tan. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
These next two girls are going to contradict each other.................I look at this girl, this Mindy, and I think "how is it possible that I belong with to these beautiful amazing women?"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I grew up watching Sesame Street. They would show four items like a cake, a cookie, a donut and a hammer and sing this song "Three of these things belong together. One of these things is kind of the same"........A LOT of the time, now that we are grown up, I feel this way. I feel like the one that is kinda the same but not quite. This picture reminds me of this...........it's like I ran up on the three Elias girls and said wait, I wanna be in this! I don't like this girl so much. Her insecurities gets the best of her many times. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I'm a contradiction of sorts.....................a quandary perhaps. A Bermuda Triangle? I'm just kidding, that was random. I think I'm still on a journey of trying to figure out who I am. Does that search ever end? Do you ever figure it out and look at yourself in the mirror, or in a photo album, and think.............oh yes! I know that person! I've known her all her life............
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