Wednesday, February 4, 2009

ThE tHiNgS I MiSsEd OuT oN

Being a preacher’s daughter and a military brat is something I don’t wish upon anyone. Growing up was like living in a bubble that didn’t fit outside my front door. When I was younger I just went about the routine of things since that was all I knew. I went to church 4 times a week. Monday, bible study. Tuesday was prayer night. Friday was Christian education and Sunday, well, you know the regular one. I didn’t think much of it until I started growing older. I started noticing kids at school doing other things. More fun things, like cheerleading, gymnastics, soccer, Having sleepovers with their friends. I cant remember one sleepover I had as a child, and that’s because I didn’t have any. The only people ive had sleep over when I was younger were my cousins. The only thing I can remember doing with my friends when I was younger, was celebrating my birthday. But that was before my parents split up. Every year my mom would throw me a huge pool party and I could invite all of my friends and whoever else wanted to come. I had the best times at those parties. When my parents split up, I said goodbye to fun birthdays under march twenty-first. After that I didn’t have anymore birthday parties. My dad wouldn’t throw me one and my mom was gone. My sisters and I didn’t have too much fun outside of each other. In high school I missed out on all the parties, homecoming, sleepovers, everything. I got invited to prom every year I was in high school and never got to go to one of them. I was even voted to be homecoming queen , but the day after they announced my win, I left to another state to live. I didn’t get to claim my crown or even enjoy a week of knowing I was going to be queen, or enjoy the activities the homecoming queen does to get ready for the big football game. I believe I missed out on a lot when I was younger but I will get it back somehow. A lot of people say you shouldn’t live through your kids, but that’s exactly what in going to do. Who is anyone to tell me what to do with my kids? I need a life too.

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