When my mother died recently, I found this photo of me. Simply ravishing, if
I do say so myself. I love how this picture reminds me of being free as a child.
I was an only child and learned early to entertain myself. While I was smart enough to read by age 3, I was also socially naive.
At this age, no one seemed to mind how I acted. Even my parents weren't concerned. In fact, my mother dressed me as Heidi for Halloween in 3rd grade!
Since I was very excited about cars too, I think they were calmer than if I had only played with dolls.
It was several more years before all the bullying and teasing began in junior high, and it was then that I figured out I was different than most of the other kids.
Thankfully, that's long behind me.
And now I have a wonderful partner and circle of friends. It does get better!