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Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Then I grew up...kinda ... and added to those labels: Somewhere along the way I lost MELODY...or maybe I never knew who she was to begin with. How did I make it to 43 with absolutely NO idea of who to hell I am...most days I can't even remember who I was....and I have absolutely NO clue who I want to be. Aren't we supposed to know this when we grow up? I'm always asking my kids who and what they want to be when they grow up...why should I expect them to know the answer when I don't! Maybe I should look in the lost and found and see what I can come up with. Maybe I should read loads of self-help books. Maybe I should seek counciling. Maybe I should drink ALOT more and then I wouldn't really care. |