How well do you ever really know anyone? You can spend every day a week with a person talking about inconsequential matters, but does that mean you know them? You can read a person's blog daily and still not know who that person really is.
Let me tell you about me.
I am tall. I am 5'10" and I never liked being this tall. As a woman I feel the constant pressure to be feminine and delicate. I am no delicate rose, let me tell you. I am working hard to accept who I am. I am working on loving myself for who and what I am. I am tall, I am strong and I am damn proud of it.
I am really shy and awkward around other people including family members. This may surprise some people. I seem to always have something to say in any situation. I can fake extroverted behaviour very well. I am constantly thinking though, am I trying to hard? was that really funny? do people really want to hear what I have to say? I am working hard to ignore that rude little voice in my head that tells me these things. I think to myself, yes, what I have to say is worthwhile, I take a deep breathe and speak.
I am learning to think positively. The Secret is helping with this. I will not dwell on the negativity in my life; instead, I will think of all the wonderful things, people, love I have in my life and focus on that instead. As Buddha said, "Be happiness itself". I shall work towards that goal.
I have a wonderful, large family. We are crazy and clumsy and happy together. Some of my family I don't know as well as I would like, but as I grow older, I find myself drawn more and more to them. I am making an effort to be in contact with my family, because I want to know them better.
I have amazing friends. Friends are the family you chose and my little family is fun and eccentric and wonderful. I am so happy to have these (and YOU) people in my life. You make my life happy.
My favourite colour is green. It is the colour of spring, grass and life. I can never be unhappy or depressed around anything green.
I got married in the rain. I wore a black cocktail dress with a green shawl and I was so incredibly happy with the entire day. We later went and had our wedding feast in the park (in the rain). We had a weenie roast. I wouldn't change that day for the world.
I love music. Music is a wonderful way of expressing your thoughts; a great way of expressing what you want to say but can't think of the words yourself. My favourite music is older rock and roll. I feel they had a very sincere message with their music. My favourite songs?
Give a Little Bit ~ Supertramp
Stairway to Heaven ~ Led Zeppelin
Learning to Fly - Pink Floyd
Let it Be & All You Need is Love~ The Beatles
It is strange the little things that make you feel like you know someone a bit better. A favourite song or colour. An insecurity bravely revealed to the world. A brief glimpse into the wedding day.
Does this help, even a bit, help you feel you know me better?