I was seven years old, playing outside, waiting for my grandma and grandpa to get to our home and start a fun day together. My grandma was a wonderful woman. Happy, kind, and always serving others. I was a sweet (or sassy) little girl who looked up to her grandma as only a granddaughter can. I don't remember what I was doing, but I know I was copying something I'd seen on tv. Something that maybe wasn't appropriate for a seven year old girl, although I didn't understand that. I told my grandma about it and she said something to me that I haven't forgotten in twenty years.
"You let the world be the world, and you just be you."
Those words stuck. I thought about them all day and all night and every day for the rest of my life. Sometimes I see people doing things and I think maybe I could be like that. Then I remember what my grandma told me. I don't need to be like everyone else. I am me. No one else can be me. So why should I want to be anyone else? I'm sure she never knew the impact that small sentence would have on me. Lucky for me, my grandma was a very smart lady.
Also, that's definitely me in this picture with my grandma. My mom was convinced I was a boy when she was pregnant with me, so all of my clothes up to about six months old were blue. It's a good thing I look pretty cute in blue, right?