Own It!

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I just saw a woman with the sexiest walk ever.  The kind of walk that stops traffic, which is literally what happened.  She very nearly caused an accident.

I want that walk.  I need it.  Now that I’ve seen it and know it exists, I need to find a way to own it.  Which is why instead of being quick about picking up the few grocery items that I need tonight, I am prepared to sashay slowly through the produce department until either my hips give out, or someone drops their apples.  Whichever comes first.

 

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Originally published on July 23, 2015 by Motherhood Made Me Do It

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It’s Not Easy Being A Kid

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When I was nine years old, I went tobogganing by myself.  There were a few other kids at the hill, but I had never met them before.  They were having so much fun together, and I longed to join them.  As usual, I didn’t know how.  I got it in my head that if I could just show them how much fun I was to be around, surely they would ask me to slide with them.  At the top of the hill I grabbed my toboggan, ran a few feet, then jumped on and careened down the hill.  It was fast, messy, and undeniably epic.  I caught some air near the bottom, then ungracefully smashed into a tree.  I saw stars.  A couple of kids were standing near where I landed, and I had the irrational urge to convince them that the crash had happened on purpose.  I threw my head back and laughed aloud.  I fell back onto the snow, then rolled onto my side and belly laughed until it hurt.  The kids just stood there and stared at me like I was crazy.  They weren’t wrong.  They saw through me before I truly saw myself.  My need to belong was so painfully obvious that they eventually had to look away.

It’s not easy being a kid.  It’s even harder being a kid who doesn’t easily fit in with others.  As a grown-up who finds it awkward to find her place in the crowd, I still struggle to know how to act.  I did, however, learn to stop crashing into trees in order to get people to pay attention to me.  It’s a much quieter, less painful way to be.

Own It!

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Image credit: pixabay.com

I just saw a woman with the sexiest walk ever. The kind of walk that stops traffic; which is literally what happened. She very nearly caused an accident.

I want that walk. I need it. Now that I’ve seen it and know it exists, I need to find a way to own it. Which is why instead of being quick about picking up the few grocery items that I need tonight, I’m prepared to sashay slowly through the produce department until either my hips give out, or someone drops their apples. Whichever comes first.