Her second regret might be sewing a jumpsuit for me out of blue fabric covered in red smiley faces. I wore it so long that not only did I appear to be waiting for a tsunami, but since it was one piece I could no longer stand up straight and had to stoop and slump like Quasimodo to avoid ripping my jumpsuit in half. I was an aberration of the feminine, graceful swan my mother expected but no one could have said that I didn't know my style!
Through the years, the world encourages us to conform but we would do better to trust our four year old selves. I've been called a tomboy among other things. My sons tell me I am the Peter Pan to their Lost Boys. As the old saying goes, when someone says something to you about yourself, well, "if the (red) shoe fits"........you know the rest.
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