This Girl.

She is as complicated as an algebraic equation, as sweet as a campfire smore, and as colorful as a rainbow peeking through the clouds after a Summer rainstorm.

A Wonderer, decorator, creator of what she considers ART. Her eyes see things others do not. Books fuel her, her husband and children complete her. She is who she is without apologies.

She has hopes, dreams, and ambitions. . .never told to others, because of the fear if they are spoken they may never come true.

She learns, she grows, she makes mistakes and then tries again, but oh how she hates making mistakes! Perfection is unattainable, yet still something she strives for. Perfection frustrates her, complicates her life and makes her wish that sometimes she could just be free from its bonds. She knows that no one is perfect and is harder on herself than anyone else would ever be. Perfection is her greatest fault, yet one of her driving forces, and one of her greatest assets. Perfection is her double-edged sword.

She is a friend. A confidant. A great listener. People come to her with problems and she sincerely cares and wants to help. A loyal friend is one she will cherish for a lifetime. A friend she can laugh with will capture her heart forever.

Alone time rejuvenates her, gives her time to sort out life’s complications. Lets her remember who she is and what she believes. Reflections on the past, ambitions for the future, being happy with the here and now, they all make up who she is when she stands in front of mirror and looks at herself staring back at her.

She loves to photograph, but despises being photographed. She finds comfort behind a camera and fear in front of it. She has constant dreams of travelling the world, meeting people from all cultures, learning from them, about them, calling them her friends.

Wrinkles, age spots, an occasional gray hair, remind her that 40 is coming quickly and she cannot run or hide from it. She still feels 20 something. She never wants to feel old. She fears cancer. It is a word she hopes never to hear uttered as a diagnosis to her family, friends, or self in her lifetime.

A dance in a rainstorm, laughter in the face of pain, hope for the future. Seeing the glass half full even when it isn’t always easy.

She is a person who genuinely loves life. Laughs as often as possible. Tries to find the good when there only seems to be bad. Knows that when life hands you lemons, you make lemonade.

This girl is me. Hoping, laughing, dreaming, living. A voyage of self discovering, an awakening as to who I am and what I want to be.

Who are you?

(This post was inspired by my friend Randi who was inspired by Gillian. Check out their posts and then do one of your own. If you do, let me know in my comments because I would LOVE to read it :)