acceptance

Years back, growing old was such a painful thought. I had to do a lot of lying regarding my age. I would take off five to 8 years from my age because "old" seemed to be an embarrassing thing in the past. However, after meeting and talking with a lot of "seniors" especially on the net, I have come to terms with the reality of my age. Now I can say my real age without any guilt because I am now able to accept the fact that I am already 52 years old. Some people say I look younger anyway, so that should be a bit of a consolaltion. And probably my having my first and only granddaughter who is now four years old has a lot to do with this. I am 52 and a grandma. But my granddaughter calls me mommy. Her real mommy, my daughter, fell in love at the wrong time with the wrong person. She got pregnant at 16 and became a mother at 17. Because of her tender age, I had to play a major task in raising the baby. All these and the things that are happening now are accepted as part of life and I am thanking our Creator for all the things He had given me and my family.

www.cute-spot.com

What partly inspired me to start my own blog is my daughter's website, www.cute-spot.com where she gets to say her mind anytime about anything. It is a very cool site but meant only for young people who enjoy dolls and being with others on the net. This site owned and made by my daughter is actually helping us a lot financially for it has given her some earnings from ads. In fact we were able to have our first and second cars through this site of hers. I would like to consider the internet as a miracle and a blessing. In all my many years of teaching, I have never had the opportunity to make such an earning that would allow us to own a car. This is truly amazing. I invite you to visit this website and feel free to use its graphics for free. In it are tips or tutorials on how you too can get started with this. It's real.

frustrated ballerina

I know that I would have been a very good choreographer now, teaching others how to dance instead of teaching Literature, had my late mother supported my desire to enrol at a ballet school when I was a young girl of 10. All my friends , neighbors and playmates were enrolled at a nearby ballet school where I would watch and wait outside instead of learn the steps with them because my mother wouldn't hear me. I'd been pleading on the verge of tears that I would like to enrol but she wanted none of it, said that it would only forcibly stretch and destroy our fragile bodies. Looking back now, I think I was very pathetic for I was dying to dance with them as I watched their practices everyday. At home, I would lock myself in a room and follow or imitate all their moves. I watched all their concerts even if I had to go alone. And after each concert I would try to do the dances by myself even if it was in the middle of the night. Oh, how I loved ballet then. I still love to dance and can already afford to go to a ballet school but I am too old for that. I guess I will forever remain a frustrated ballerina for I never got to wear those tutus and dancing shoes.

Word is Power

Yeheeeeyyyy! At last, I have finally made my own blogspot that I can visit or express my thoughts and feelings on a daily basis. I'd been dying to have this and I have just discovered this by accident, that I could actually create my own blog here. Why do I want this? Well, as the title says, "Word is power". It is words that move mountains because they symbolize our very thoughts and feelings. At my age, I have already gained a number of experiences and had gathered some interesting observations which I've been dying to share all these years. At last I can now do it and can even share them with everybody. I have chosen "everyday wear" as the name of my blog because I will be talking about the simplest and most mundane of subjects. There will be no highbrow literary expression here. The ideas, like your street clothes or house clothes, will be common and simple coming from someone also as simple. I admit though that I also have my own complicated side but we will get to that later. To those who visit, I welcome you and invite you as well to come again as I will be writing about something everyday. Enjoy, learn, have fun!