I haven't been writing here much which means I've been catching up on Christmas, trying to get out of my Bah Humbug mood, and trying to get over my shoulder pain. I'm sort of achieving all three.
So to catch up: The lovely Pixie has awarded me the Best Blogging Buddies award. I love the design of this award as much as its meaning. A year ago I never knew anything about the blogging world or how it could open up a whole new world of friendship and thought to me. But it has. Now I must pass it on to 7 other blogging buddies. I nominate Queeny, Kaycie, Laurie, Kelly, Flowerpot, Debio, and Lady M.
I've also been tagged by DJ Kirby.
I'm supposed to:
1. Link back to the person who tagged me. DJ, I'm not sure this will be easy. In fact it's going to be bloody difficult.
2. Imagine you could send a letter back in time to yourself, when you were 13 years old, what would you write to yourself?
3. Tag 5 people to inflict this on.
You have just become a teen-ager. Congratulations! You will be a somewhat difficult teen-ager, but it won't all be your fault. In two years you will grow up in many ways, many ways that just won't be that necessary. You will experiment with drink and drugs. You will be very susceptible to the opposite sex, particularly when you mix the drink and drugs. Your parents will cause you much heartache and sorrow through their own selfish needs. Your teens won't be your best years; you will make a lot of duff choices, but you will learn from your mistakes.
In your 20s you will start to enjoy yourself more and become more confident. You will discover ambition and career. This will take over your life and will cost you a marriage. But it won't have been a good marriage anyway.
As you enter your 30s you will worry that you will never have what you want most in life -- a family and stable marriage. Don't fear. Happiness is around the corner for you. By your mid-30s you will have achieved your family goals with a husband and two children, and career and ambition will take a back seat for the foreseeable future. Becoming a parent will help heal the hurts inflicted on you by your parents when you were 15-18. You will move to states and countries that you never even dreamed of doing at 13.
Your 40s will be, if not an awesome decade, at least a comfortable one. You will mature in many ways, including a menopause that sneaks up on you. At 47 you will grieve for the loss of what you considered your womanhood, something that had been with you every month since you were 9. But HRT will replace that, at least until you're 50. Physically, you will be both at your best and worst. You will have the time, energy, and desire to improve your fitness. You will overdo it, though, and end up with injuries.
As you approach 50 and look back at the girl who was 13, you will recall tears, fears, but also laughter and joy. For you are and always will be a person who feels all the emotions that are out there, and you should never be ashamed of that.
And now I have to tag five people, and those five people are Darth Sardonicus, Jenny, crystal jigsaw, Pixie, and VI (for when she has a chance while in Australia or when she gets back).