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Two deaths in the course of a month. I feel priviliged to have grown up how I did. I was thinking of this the other day when I was thinking about the prices of things and how my county used to look when I was tiny. I recalled how much food at McDonald's was and where we'd often go, etc. Things have really changed, and things are much more expensive now than they were then. I'm really fortunate and proud to come from where I came from. I remember how many people looked down on it for being 'country' or 'redneck' or underdeveloped, etc., but the world is what you make it. Where you come from leaves its imprint on you and makes you who you are. I feel like you can't separate part of who you are from it. I can't imagine someone hating a part of who they are to that extent, so I really don't get it.
I used to paint with water. Gonna learn how to tie my shoe, magnets in the building. Glidering, things made out of wood like stairs. Building with wooden blocks. Listening to the radio on the porch.
Maybe he's the reason I ended up where I've ended up, on the path on which I am walking. He's certainly, both of them, where I got my ingenuity and construction ability (which showed through loud and clear today even if my thought processes couldn't express it adequately).
I wasn't discouraged by what was around me when growing up. Some people grow up not knowing where their next meal will come from or if they'll sleep through the night without their home being broken into, if they'll always be abused. I didn't have any of that. I was encouraged. When I was really little, I felt like there was nothing in the world that could hold me back. I'm not entirely like that anymore, but I did begin at a much better place than many people did. I was taught to have respect for others and also for myself. I grew up in a great little world.
I wrote a letter to Comcast about one of their customer service people and they sent me a $10 Starbucks gift card. Heh, maybe cause I was happy with her.
I used to paint with water. Gonna learn how to tie my shoe, magnets in the building. Glidering, things made out of wood like stairs. Building with wooden blocks. Listening to the radio on the porch.
Maybe he's the reason I ended up where I've ended up, on the path on which I am walking. He's certainly, both of them, where I got my ingenuity and construction ability (which showed through loud and clear today even if my thought processes couldn't express it adequately).
I wasn't discouraged by what was around me when growing up. Some people grow up not knowing where their next meal will come from or if they'll sleep through the night without their home being broken into, if they'll always be abused. I didn't have any of that. I was encouraged. When I was really little, I felt like there was nothing in the world that could hold me back. I'm not entirely like that anymore, but I did begin at a much better place than many people did. I was taught to have respect for others and also for myself. I grew up in a great little world.
I wrote a letter to Comcast about one of their customer service people and they sent me a $10 Starbucks gift card. Heh, maybe cause I was happy with her.