Wednesday, 21 October 2009
The New Girl
Much of my time at primary schools, I was the new girl - trying to be a chameleon to blend in, to not stand out although for someone who was 5ft 9 at aged 12, this wasn't always easy :( . Some might see this as a chance to re-invent myself if traits didn't work, but it also meant that I had no real chance to grow into who I was, for as soon as I established myself as more than the new girl, I was ripped away to start again without being able to build on who I was, me. I was always trying to find that elusive combination that would ensure that people liked me, but they didn't and only now do I realise that I wouldn't want everyone to like for me to please everyone because that leaves me out of the equation. I need to try to work who I am, to move further forward.
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You are one of my favorite people. In all of the world of writers that I've interacted with, you stand out!
Maybe those of your past needed 'a new girl'. Maybe they weren't ready to learn or experience your great wealth of love, knowledge and humour. (poor them). But I leave an affirmation for you to think of when thinking of those times of 'always being new":
"Today I'll be grateful to all the people from my past who have assisted me in my process of opening up to love."
I thank you for any time you have for me. Love and respect, xx :)
We simply never know the lasting impact we make, whether it's a day or a year, we're around.
Thank you Dixie for your beautiful words - I was definitely blessed when I found you, too. In peace, Julie xx
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