Joined Sep 12 2010
35 years old
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Christian Author Donna Fawcett/Dawson
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Most women tend to do too much. They try to be everything to everybody. And much of what they do is unseen, and unappreciated. But that's ok, because doing things to help others is its own reward. But, after a lifetime of putting others first: their hopes, dreams and wishes, a very small part of you begins awakening from its slumber and starts tugging on the end of your skirt going "Hey, I'm here, notice me!". Every new year is a time of reflection for me — Where I've come from, where I've been, where I'm going. And something else, now, has been added to the mix. A desire to praise and encourage my self. To rejoice in my self and my accomplishments but more importantly, who I am. Do we really change from when we were little? Yes and no. I have changed in a lot of ways, primarily in my shyness and complete lack of assertiveness. I used to be a mouse. I was told from a very young age by my mother that I was worthless and stupid and unwanted and I would go "Wait a minute." I would look at my reflection in the mirror and see a skinny little girl with dirty knees, but clean, brushed hair, big brown eyes and an altogether pleasant face. And I was really good to others. Kind and caring. I was a great reader, well beyond anyone in my grade, and I could draw! My work was always displayed in the front offices at my school, and trust me, it only made it there if it was good. So even at the tender age of six or so, I knew she was wrong and I was right, and no matter how many times she told me how awful I was, I simply didn't believe her. So, I have decided to write a hub about me. My family reads my hubs sometimes, and in addition to serving an obvious monetary purpose, they also contain little bits of me in every one of them. If I were to, say, get hit by a bus tomorrow, my hubs would be a place where thet could come and read about me or my feelings or thoughts if they wanted to. The new year is a time to set our feet on a new path and move forward in a positive direction. Sometimes we can only do that when we see where we have been, so we can choose to avoid that place, or go there again, wiser this time. I have also decided to include songs about me. Do you ever do that? Hear a song and go "Oh, that speaks to me" or "Ooh, that is so me"?