Bernina
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BBM - I agree 100%, Bernina!
Although this is what I believe, it's not always easy for me to live. Often I feel like i was "shaped" to always follow a goal and choose the most effective way to get there. So it's not such a long time ago I decided to stay in the presence, to decide moment by moment and to give a voice to my tummy not only to my brain. Still a lot left to learn.
Thank you very much for the beautiful pictures. Love them!
Oh, a question: what is wrong with short hair? Mine is short since I was 21; always wearing helmets for cycling or riding my Vespa, doing sports, and mainly because they are so fine.
I think the short hair is just fine for me; It's easy going, ha, and that's important. Oh, and I never use any make up...I have too much freckles... and the mascara makes my eyes burn... My mom says, these are excuses
Lol! Short hair......I cut my hair after I had my daughter.........she grabbed handfuls of it, along with any necklaces I had when she was a baby. Something had to give, and there was "no returns" on the kid so the hair had to adapt! :floorlaugh:
Make-up? The first time I really had it put on me was for a production done my the MIA (Mutual Improvement Association) group at church when I was 14, along with the guys (deacons) for the church. My mom, with all her makeup skills, changed me from something that enjoyed being in the shadows to this creature that everyone took notice of. And people didn't recognize me, which later became a plus. I was still a major tomboy, so I thought, eh, jut a random thing, back to being a shadow.Being a shadow kept me safe at home, and I thought the real world would be just the same. When people noticed you, there would be conversations and questions. What happened at home, stayed at home. We had the burden of being the family on the pedestal at church, with my grandpa's calling, dad was living a lie, mom was loosing her marbles, me and gramps had our twisted past, and the child favorites in the family had already been well established. If I stayed quiet, and out of the way, I *might* avoid my dad's wrath. But, being the oldest, if one of my siblings did something wrong, it was my fault because I was the "example'.
I never really thought about it, but I wore cutoffs under my dresses until I was 13. I thought it was a tomboy thing, but I think it had something to do with the molestation. I started doing that in first grade.
Goals were ingrained in me from the earliest I can remember, it's a major mormon thing.