Man, I have to tell you that God is doing some really crazy things
in my heart this week.
I found my third grade school picture, and I thought “wow,
how cute” and also thought how funny it was that:
A)
I have the same haircut as I did in third grade
B)
I was wearing a dress
School
day pictures were important back then and I tried really hard to look pretty.
Underneath
my third grade picture was my second grade picture.
I
distinctly remember this picture. And
the time leading up to taking it (my first thought is that when I look hideous and it makes me want to cry
about how much I needed a momma when I look at this picture). And I have to admit, that I have always
struggled with needing a momma, but it seems lately I actually ache for my
momma. And what the heck! I’m 41 years old, you’d think I’d be over it
by now! SHEESH! She's been gone for almost 40 years and I barely knew her.
I
was growing out my bangs (and let me tell you after growing out my bangs about
10 years ago, I will never have bangs again!) hence the crazy barrettes and
what’s funny is that I am still not that great at doing my hair.
I
tried to be pretty (and girly) by wearing a dress.
I
didn’t smile my normal smile because I was embarrassed of my teeth growing in
and probably lack there of…
But
really… really… look at me. I WAS CUTE!
I mean in a completely dorky sort of way!
I
was a little girl who needed a momma.
And
today… I don’t feel all that different.
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Blessings.