Good morning dear Reader! My brain hibernation from yesterday seemed to have done wonders....My brain is virtually brimming with ideas falling over each other to get out! I
am on fire, so to speak!..........I am totally energised today and my rest yesterday has had the added bonus of remembering little titbits from my youth that I had completely forgotten......
When I was little I was the biggest fibber in the universe.....I fibbed about everything....I don't know why I fibbed but, I did.....Maybe it was to get attention? Who knows! I became awfully good at it though......I remember one particular day walking home from school, it was a long way as you know from my blog "Back to School" 30/1/13, and I was walking with another girl from my class.....I didn't know her very well and I knew that she didn't particularly like me, so I don't know why she was walking with me.....I decided to tell her one of my big porkies and I spun her this elaborate yarn about how my mother had been married about four times (my mother and father were married for 48 years before my father's death) and the various step-fathers I had to put up with and it grew grander and grander and more elaborate with every step......living in different countries and homes and going to different schools.........I was only eight years old and goodness knows where I pulled all the information from.....How I knew that people even had step-fathers is beyond me and I knew that she didn't believe a word I said.....mainly because I went a bit too far with the yarn....Different countries indeed.....she had been in my class from Grade One! Oh dear! I am embarrassed just thinking about it!
I continued to lie at every opportunity and even when I would blush almost purple I would continue a lie....... "Did you eat that chocolate that was in the fridge?" my Mother would ask! "No," I would reply, even though I had chocolate all around my mouth....I used to love letting the chocolate melt in my mouth.....We only got a small treat on shopping day like a Freddo Frog or a Yogi Bear Chocolate and Dad would get a small block of chocolate as his treat.....We were not very well off, so it was always exciting to get that treat....Sometimes Dad wouldn't eat all of his chocolate. It would be sitting in the fridge and it would be too much for me.......I got lots of smacks for telling lies and spinning yarns......
I grew out of it as I got older.....I think I learnt the consequences of telling lies whilst in my teens and even now I find it hard to tell a lie to anyone, even door to door salesman! Hahaha! My children must have inherited the fibbing gene, if there is such a thing! I remember No.1 son was excellent at fibbing too......One day when he was about three, he broke a cup and I asked him why he broke the cup....He replied, "I didn't do it Mum, my hand did!" Actually when you think about it, this was a true statement, his hand dropped the cup, so his hand did it! He continued to fib into his teens as well and he learnt the hard way like me that lies can come back and bite you on fair and squarely on the bum!
Did you tell porkies and spin incredible yarns? I was a day-dreamer too, still am! In hindsight, I was very good at essays at school, coming up with wonderful stories on the subjects we were given.....I read all the time, still do, and I used to immerse myself right into the stories.....I guess I figured that fantasy life was better than the real life I was living, even as a young child! Silly child I was......
I was an even sillier teenager! I did have many regrets from that period in my life. I lost my best friend from my teenage years because I was so naive, easily lead and told too many lies. I have found her again only last year and although we will never be best friends again, sadly, I treasure the fact that we are in contact again. Over the many years in between I had always regretted that I didn't fix things up between us way back then! At 14, going on 15, I also gave a hard time to the boy I was totally infatuated with......I was probably the original stalker! I used to be everywhere he was and even though I knew he really didn't want me around, I would ignore his eye rolling and his asking me if I was needed anywhere else and I would just hang around....I was so annoying! I haunted him for about 12 months....Poor bugger! I even haunted his mother.......I was one love sick puppy! I recently found him too, he now the Editor of a National magazine. I have been wondering if I should write to him and apologise to him for my behaviour but, I think I had better leave it, he might think that I have started to stalk him again.....I don't want to end up in the nuthouse! At least not yet!
I have realised that the child and the teenager I was then, the lies and the problems I caused myself, have all gone to shape the person I am today.......I learnt many of life's lessons in ways that most people will never know, but those experiences have made me a much stronger person and I am able to look back and laugh at that silly little girl and wonder if I would be the person I am today without her.........how can I regret that?
Hi, At 59 I am just finding my feet in the world...So exciting! I have learnt a lot over the years.....gone from being extremely hard up to living a very comfortable life and loving every single minute of it.......My boys are grown up and living good lives themselves and I am so proud of them.......I have the best husband in the world (most of the time anyway....hahaha) and I have 3 dogs who I just adore and they adore me...... I try to live by my motto ......"Be like the sun....let your warmth shine through always"