This is a long story that winds around many bends in the Level 75 journey to authenticity.
I have never felt more confident secure or focused than since so started to accept embrace and share who I really am. whatever that morphs into.
The first influence always are your parents. I clung to them for 4 years as I danced through nightly prayers and wonderful farm experiences and adventures. That’s a book right there. So my love of nature, animals, and being spoiled spilled into those memories. Then the intruder showed up, without warning.
A baby. What a disturbing twist in the road of childhood. Who invited this wonderful and talented human into our house. No one told me, no one asked me if this could work and I was confused. Wish I had a diary to scribble in at that age, but what I got was fairy tales from Hans Christian Andersen. They worked well with me there were stories and later a movie. So they added songs. Hey, my ADHD brain was feeling the ocean waves of peace.
So along with my big sister, who was really my aunt across the street in the German family farm since the 1800’s I navigated the bumpy road to preteen. After all, I was the first great-grandchild, the first grandchild, and the first child in this male dominated family ancestry tree full of high expectations.
Moving along, Mom and we’re stirring the soup again and bam, up pops baby number three around my Level 10 birthday. Look, I was just getting adjusted here, carving out my niche and along comes Sleeping Beauty. Yes, Disney indoctrination came along into my brain. I can still cry when I tumble through Bambi. Stories, cartoons, animals, and music!
So I see my 2nd baby sister, and now I have a whole new personality. I turn into Mother-Sister and babysitter for my sisters, my cousins, my neighbors, my Sunday School kids, and random people. Kids have become my obsession. I love kids, until they get messy. Okay, I am getting OCD, too. All self-diagnosed later in my journey. Somewhere in here I live school, live to read and understand Little House on the Prairie and the trials of Laura.
The story starts to unravel the intertwining of writing stories hearing stories telling stories and learning there’s truth fantasy and oops I got mixed up.