Walk Like Wind

What did you want to be as a child? It may not apply today, but it’s still in you. I always wanted to be a model.

At age 13, I went through an awkward stage of braces and glasses. Mama took me to a modeling agency and they said, “Come back when you lose the braces and glasses.” It sounded mean, but they were just being honest.

I grew out of the braces and glasses and went back to that modeling agency at age 17. They wanted me to do runway because of my height. I was 5′ 9″, but it was embarrassing to walk down a runway in front of a group of strangers. I didn’t like being stared at and people still stare.

I left the modeling world at 22.

In high school, I was constantly ridiculed about my height. I watched a movie recently about a ‘tall girl’ and could feel every mean thing said to her. “How’s the weather up there!” I heard those same things 40 years ago, but today it’s a movie.

Yesterday, I was walking through a store and this little boy said, “Wow! She’s tall!” I probably looked like a giant to him, but I was made this way.

My daughter and I still laugh about this one thing a lady said a couple of years ago. We were walking into a nail salon and I was wearing a new pair of high heels. When we got into the salon, a lady said, “You walk like wind!”

The modeling world taught me how to walk in high heels. You walk tall, shoulders back and head held high. It stuck with me and I find myself walking that way still. Maybe that’s why this picture resonates with me so much.

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God made us in His image.

Walk like wind.

There’s No Need

There’s no need to worry my darling.

There’s no need to stress anymore.

Look back over your life to where your feet are planted today. You are still standing and everything worked out for the greater good. There’s no need.

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Pretty and Practical

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The Clean Spot

Recently, my daughter told me something that I could have taken the wrong way. She said something to the affect of, “I’m not sure you taught me good things growing up.” Here is her example.

While she was growing up, I didn’t want to get upset over a spill, or if she dropped something on the floor, and it made a mess. I enjoyed showing her the proper way to clean up the mess. Life can get messy, and it was my job to show her what to do if it did.

I’m her Mama, not her lifetime repair woman.

To make light of the situation, I would tell her, “After you clean up that mess, it will be the cleanest spot in the house!”, and that became our motto.

She was at a friends house helping them do laundry.

She spilled some laundry detergent on the carpet.

The detergent was blue, and the carpet was white.

She said as she was down on her hands and knees, scrubbing the carpet, she was shaking her head and laughing at my voice in her head! She said out loud, “This is going to be one heck of a clean spot!”

She had heard those words many times before.

We were newly on our own, and standing in the check out line of a grocery store. The check out line was always a stressful moment because she was hoping I had enough money to pay for the purchases. What she didn’t know was, I had already tallied them up in my head to avoid embarrassment.

She wanted to be helpful, and insisted on carrying the milk to the car. She looked so small, holding that gallon of milk. It was gathering condensation being out of the cooler, and was slippery. She was trying to hold onto it, but it didn’t take long for it to slip from her hands, and go crashing to the floor.

She was sure everyone in the store was looking.

The gallon of spilled milk looked more like a lake.

The cashier sympathized, and called for a clean up.

I placed my arm around my daughter’s shoulders and guided her mortified body to the exit saying, “That’s gonna be one heck of a clean spot.”