We're all human

I still have my blonde hair. I still have all my limbs and all five senses. I am still of small stature. I am still afraid of water. I am no longer lactose intollerant, nor is my asthma active. i still cry, and still laugh at the silliest of things. I still sleep on long car rides, and still reach out my hand to Mom and Dad for help. Every time I see a little girl dressed in pink I am reminded that pink was always Amie color and blue was always dolly color. I still have the doll that gave blue it's "dolly color" name.

Twenty five years later and I still suck my thumb. I am also still afraid of things such as "War of the Worlds", "The Blob", and a room full of strangers.

Some things will never change but so much still does. I am young, I am happy. My health is a big question mark but I have no one to blame but myself for that. I am proud of who I have become. I thank my family for that and the friends who have helped me be me. I would not change one single thing.

Twenty five years later and I am still lost as to which direction I should go in.
Twenty five years later and I know that if I can continue to be a good person, then direction seems irrelevent.

Twenty five years later and I am still miserable in the morning. I thank my friends for reminding me of that.

Happy almost birthday to me......