I wish I had freckles

September 17 2017

I feel like I could sit and observe and write all day long. It’s amazing to think how many differences there are between people. Each persons style, and there seems to be a vast variation here, is interesting to watch. There is a family sitting near me, you can tell all the women are related as they all have these incredible red freckles all over them. Fair skinned red heads. I’m jealous!

If I think about it, I bet they hate it. Maybe they don’t. But if I can think of something that seems fairly universal, it’s that you don’t really appreciate what you’ve been gifted until …later…or maybe sometime never. Hair texture, colour, freckles, no freckles, tall, short, body shape, even finger nails! Everyone seems to want what others have, without realizing their own fortune with what they’ve been given in this life.

Myself included. Hell, I am a dark brunette who is always bright blond. I love wearing my lashes. I wish I had more freckles on my face…which I DID have and I HATED as a kid. Dammit. I’m learning, or needing to remind myself, that I am grateful for all that I have.