What was I like?
A spiritual kid.
Empathic. To a detriment.
Absorbed the pain of others, even strangers sometimes.
I’ve gone on “gut” mostly- and it’s served me fairly well throughout my life.
I was a book worm. Still to this day.
I was an introvert I think only bec of my speech delay- disability. Otherwise I think I was inherently an extrovert.
I loved being outdoors.
Being creative, making up elaborate stories of lands, relationships, adventures with my toys.
I wrote poetry and a novel
I did art.
Enjoyed flowers and planting.
I played clarinet, piano, and guitar .
I never sang well but I loved my dad when he did, and he did pretty much every day.
I ADORED, fell in love with the idea of DOCUMENTING history , through written word and photos and Audio recordings.
I did a pilgrimage of my grandfather’s side of my family in 1989 in Southern Germany going through each town in our family tree back to the 1600s.
I loved anything historical, novels, documentaries- obsessed with unsolved mysteries... the Kennedys, Marilyn Monroe and stars of my parents’ era.
But in the end, I was a feeler, and tenacious, always digging my heels in to not let something get the better of me, not take me down.
That’s what won’t change 😉