Wednesday, January 20, 2010
18, 18 years ago
Things are saggier and wider than they were 18 years ago but I am also smarter than I was 18 years ago so I guess that's a fair trade off. 18 years ago I was a senior in high school and working for a local interior designer. I have fond memories of that experience and can still sew by hand like a wiz, which comes in handy with 4 kids who have short legs.
Once I graduated I had the chance to go stay out in San Diego for a month. That was a great experience and I think opened the door for me to realize that life was bigger than the small county I had grown up in.
I was dating my future husband and living at home with my parents. I had the opportunity to go and stay with an elderly woman in Harlem. My parents knew I was going to stay with a woman in New York but I was not clear on the details of where.
My friend and I got to know the city well over those 2 weeks. We were the only white people in the entire community. I learned things like not to lean up against the wall of the building while you are waiting for someone because roaches will crawl into your purse. And saw a tree where everyone that was killed in the neighborhood had a pair of their shoes thrown up in the tree. There were a lot of shoes in that tree and I can still see it so clearly in my mind.
I learned that I should have traveled lighter because I looked kind of silly on the subway with all that luggage.
That year I went to a U2 concert and I am still sure they are the best band on the planet.
I wonder what I would tell my 18-year-old self if I could talk to her?
Travel when you can, it is a great education.
Don't wear ballet shoes to your wedding because it is going to snow a lot.
Value the ones you love because things change.
Forgive, love never fails and God would not have said it if it were not true.
Be careful what you say because you can't really take it back.
Stick with your faith, it's what you can count on.