Dandelion Dare to be Different
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In fifth grade, I thought I could match a red shirt, green shorts, and yellow socks. They all matched…my shoes. I spent a lot of lunch times convincing my classmates that my outfit really did match.
In 9th grade, I painted walls. My first mural the mountains were purple and the sky was turqoise. And my mom loved it. As I became better at painting, my mom refused to let me repaint my surreal first mural.
As a Senior in high school, I lived non conformity as I signed up for Metal Fabrications as an elective. I was the only girl in the class. I still want to weld and design metal art.
In college, I convinced my Resident Assistant that I could clean my room for room inspections because of entropy. I taught welding labs and wore leather pants. I found a guy who wore a double breasted suite, a green fuzzy shirt, and a cowboy hat. I love that man!
In my current life, I grow dandelions in my front yard. I won’t water the grass in August. I start a garden and then get bored and plant the lot with flowers instead. I want to work at camp. I dream of riding my bicycle cross country. I would love to become a professional hiker. Brenton and I dream of building an experimental airplane. We are working towards getting completely out of debt so we can build wealth, quit working and go give our time to some worthwhile cause (no I don’t think that self-gratification is a worthwhile cause).
I guess I don’t do anything radical to stand out from the crowd, but I just live as a non-conformist. From my name to the dandelions that are going to seed in my front yard, I am blessed with the opportunity and desire to carve my own path in this life. I could take the path of least resistance, but I know that I will see more following my own unique God-given trail through this life. I’ll get wherever I’m going in the end. I’m just enjoying the road while we get there.
Tags: Personal Development
