When I was a kid I lived in a rural area where they burned the ditches to clean them out so irrigation water could flow freely. Now when I walk out and smell the same aroma it takes me right back to when I was seven years old. I look back now and I remember thinking life was pretty great. I was a quiet kid, even though people who know me now can hardly believe it. I tried hard everyday to be good and listen to my parents. You know maybe that was when I was my best self.
Growing up, I felt the emotional bumps and bruises most people did. I hated jr. high school, and high school wasn't that much better. I know for sure that wasn't when I was my best self. I didn't have many friends, I didn't have great grades, my family wasn't really close. I felt alone, a lot. Things could have been much better.
After high school is when I had my first boyfriend, if that's what you could call him. He was a controlling young man who never felt I was good enough for him. So no, I really don't think that was my best time.
I never went to college which I have always regretted. But I did use that time to improve myself and hopefully become a better person. After getting married and raising a family I look back and wonder are my best years behind me? I always want to be my best self. I think the trick is to learn from the past and make a bright future.
Until next time
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