One of my favorite people in the whole wide world is a 14-year-old-girl (let’s call her “L”). “L” makes me feel special. She tells me I’m pretty. She tells me she wishes she were “classically pretty”. She tells me she wishes her teeth were whiter. She tells me she wishes her hair was longer. She tells me she wishes she was thinner.
When I was her age, I wished a lot too. When I was her age, I wished I was somebody else.
I wished I was somebody pretty. Somebody with thinner thighs, bigger boobs and longer hair. Somebody with clearer skin, whiter teeth and, preferably, blue eyes. I wished I was somebody with style. Somebody who wore size zero jeans and who could share clothes with friends. Somebody who won “best dressed” and never wore the same thing twice. I wished I was somebody who all the guys liked. Somebody who won homecoming queen and who was asked to the prom…
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OH Honey, So very TRUE, Always WISHING‼️ I am 66 years old AND NOW I find Myself WISHING to LIVE for another 20 Years‼️‼️ I just want to see and watch My SEVEN Grandchildren grow up‼️ On another WISH……..YOUR WISH to HUG Your DAD more/again/always/forever/more, well Hannah that will never ever end/stop‼️ REMEMBER Your DAD got all the “WISH HUGS” from YOU to have with Him forever, Called ❤️LOVE❤️‼️ Thanks for another well written POST😊☺️ Sent from my iPhone
Hannah Your posts are wonderful and I so enjoy reading about your dad and your journey since he has passed. Needless to say, he would be extremely proud of you. Keep them coming. I am going to show this one to my granddaughters. Regards Marilyn