When I was a little girl, I loved the color purple. My whole room was purple; carpet and all. Now I have a little girl who loves both pink and purple but chooses purple all of the time. Today I walked out of the house with a purple shirt, purple nails and toes… and I felt great and very feminine. It was a moment when I noticed an old childhood feeling; drowned in purple. It was a soft feeling, it was calming and I felt beautiful for the first time in a long time.
I guess since the babies were born, I haven’t made too much time for me. Rodrigo’s mom took in some of my shirts and it feels good not to have to wear a sack anymore. This move has been a long journey, but I like the changes I have made on myself. One of my favorite women of all time in Alaska told me that one day I would live up to my middle name... "Maria". I was thinking at the time...I love the strong name "Jill" and I couldn't see it, but I think I can relate to what she was saying now.
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