I adored Pippi Longstocking from her braids to her zany style to her love of life. She was what I wanted to be.
I was a serious girl. I was quiet and nice. My imagination was nothing like, well, me. It was full of color and longing and dreaming up scenarios that were otherworldly. In Pippi I found a kindred spirit. Her outsides matched my insides.
I wanted to speak up when justice didn’t prevail. I wanted to weave tall tales so that people couldn’t help but listen to me. I wanted to wear long mismatched socks. And having a suitcase full of gold coins would have made me a hit.
I was a quintessential late bloomer. It took me a long time to grow into my voice. Confidence was a game I couldn’t win. Finding myself was the theme of almost every movie in the 80s and my plight.
After years of trying on Pippi and others like her I discovered that the me I was looking for was right there all along. The search was over. I had found her and I had been shortchanging her for too long. I did know how to have fun. My scatteredness (it’s a word!) surely meant I had some zany in me. I had a voice. I learned how to use it. Confidence became a resource I could draw upon. I would no longer call myself ugly or I could never do that or doesn’t matter. I am significant. I have purpose. I belong here.
The Pippis, the women we admire and other amazing people that cross our paths are not there to become carbon copies of, but are there to inspire us. I still sometimes compare and contrast myself with others. Some habits die hard. But, as I get older, as I learn and live and grow I see myself more clearly. I’m not struggling with the vain pursuit of trying to be something else or someone I’m not, but, happily and peacefully exist as myself.
In my nomination?!
That’s right; it’s my very first nomination of anything! Unless you count me nominating myself for pretend Oscars or the fake funniest girl in school award. I wasn’t the funniest. Far from. I just wished I could be. If you’ll look to your right, close to the top of the page, there’s a little badge stating that I’ve been nominated for the blogitzer award and, yes, I’m asking you to vote. The lovely Kate from The Big Piece of Cake nominated me. Now, there is a funny and smart blog. I’m not sure what a blogitzer is, but if you’re so inclined click on the badge and cast your vote for me…the blogitzer.
That’s me with my family looking like your run of the mill blogitzer…not really. I don’t have any recent photos of myself. My friend, photographer extraordinaire, Anastasia Chomlack, took this last summer along with tons of other photos. She’s over on my list of favorites. She is truly, truly a gifted photographer. In fact, my plan is to feature her in one of my swept up items soon!!