Now that I have all kind of time to blog I can’t seem to stay focused on one thing. From my journal project, to reviews to tutorials… I hope I’m not giving you whiplash. Forgive my randomness. Hopefully it’s just proving I’m a very random, well-rounded person.
Speaking of random, digital scrapbooking is becoming a kind of new hobby for me. It’s strange but I look forward to creating these little doodads. How weird is that? What can I say, I’m a woman who likes to dabble.
And without further ado…
Surprisingly I think about the hardest part of growing up a lot. Mostly because I don’t want my kids to have a “hardest part of growing up.”
I think the most difficult part of growing up for me was the black hole I fell into sometime during high school. It’s like my brain got sucked into a time warp and I couldn’t see past the present. Everything I dealt with felt like such a HUGE deal. Little did I know there were so many more important things that would come into my life just a few years from then.
Just being a teenager, combined with moving across the country my junior year—After I had just been voted class president—Not easy.
Luckily, I made it through barely unscathed, and I didn’t lose focus too long, but it was a hard time. Because I remember how hard this was for me, I feel like I’m constantly thinking of ways to prepare to make that time easier for my children once they reach that age–even though it’s more than 14 years away.
Side note: The most awesome time was college, but I’ll get to that later.
This was Day 13 of the installment of 30 Things my kids should know about me.
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