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For the February 2014 BOM Challenge on Seasons in your life. My season was from my childhood with boys to having daughters and how that's made a difference in my life.
Digi kit: FB Freebie Spread a Little Happiness by Studio Dawn Inskip.
Journaling reads:
Some moments in life come with obvious answers while others take time. I believe there is a reason for everything, and if you are patient, you will find answers, when at first it may not be so clear.
I always assumed when I grew up and started my own family I would have boys. It’s not because I didn’t want girls, I just didn’t “get” girls. I was the youngest sibling with two older brothers, and until I was 10, I was the youngest and only girl of nine cousins. I resisted any attempts my mother made in her efforts to make me her “girly” girl. I always wanted to be with the boys outside in the dirt getting dirty, and doing “boys” work and playing with animals. I hated it when my mother tried to tell me housework was for “girls.” And as I grew older, some of my better friends were guys. I didn’t make friends easily with other girls and never really learned how to interact with them socially. The few girls I was close to eventually moved away so the friendship was short lived.
Naturally when I got married and we started our own family I just assumed I would have boys. Boys were all I knew. That all changed when our first daughter was born. We welcomed her with loving arms. I figured she’d be my little tomboy, just like me. Two years later we welcomed our second daughter, and I began to wonder what in the world I was going to do with two girls. I had heard so many horror stories about how terrible girls could be with one another, and how badly sisters fight over trivial things like makeup, clothes, and boys. I thought this was going to be normal “girl” behavior I was in for now that I had two girls. Even still, we welcomed our second daughter with loving arms and I figured I’d conquer the girl issues by making them both tomboys.
As time when on and months turned to years and so on, we had family and friends also beginning their families many of them with boys, or girls, or both. The more time I spent with those little boys, my answers became clearer why God gave me little girls. I was seeing that boys are destructive, loud, ornery, disruptive, and daring. They take physical risks that make their mothers gasp. My sweet little girls were none of this. I was beginning to understand I had already done my time with boys and their ways. It was time for a change and a less hectic kind of life I wasn’t used to.
My prayers continued to be answered in that my girls are so opposite in nature, that they are best friends in life. Sure they had differences growing up as all siblings do, but I can’t ever recall a knock down drag out fight over makeup, clothes or boys. They shared in many of the same activities and always had each other’s backs. Oh, and forget turning them into tomboys. My girls were all girl. Tough and gritty and not afraid to get dirty girls, but still all girl.
They are both adults now, and I couldn’t be more proud of the women they have become and continue to be. The reasons God gave me girls have come full circle and are clear as ever. Our relationships have changed from parent-child to one of friendship. The kind of healthy girl-girl friendship I never really got to experience in my childhood. And how awesome is it that they are also my daughters? They teach me about fashion, makeup, social media, and so much more. We laugh together and have disagreements between us, the way girls do. They are mine, they are perfect, and they are EVERYTHING to me. I am so glad God gave me little girls.
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