You Are Beautiful

i282600889606816112._szw1280h1280_I have to admit that I’m a competitive person and a control freak. I love having everything around me well organized. I’m one of those people who has to take a deep breath to keep from overreacting when I see rowdy children who are taking advantage of their mothers and making the rest of us miserable with their noise and bad behavior. I like order and design around me. I like being in charge of my domain and so when my mother was alive she and I would often vie for position, even as far back as when I was a child. I was one of those quiet, passive aggressive souls who looked really good to those on the outside but tried my mom’s patience back at home. She was always a bit baffled by my independent spirit as though she never thought to consider that I had modeled myself after her. While my brothers generally conformed to her wishes I was constantly questioning her. I suspect that it was exhausting for her to continually find herself wondering why I was so strong willed. We were, in fact, two of a kind! Continue reading “You Are Beautiful”