Saturday, July 10, 2010

Daily Reminder # 44

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Time marches on.

I'm 63 today. Some days I feel like I'm still 2, some days I feel like maybe I'm 9 or 10 and then some days I feel like I'm 120. Still, I'm glad I'm alive.



my toothless phase...

There has been lots of sorrow in my life, but there has been joy too. There has been what there has been. If I could have skipped some events, I would have, but then I wouldn't be me, so maybe it's foolish to want to change anything.


the beach made me happy...
one of the few places where I felt safe

I hate being photographed. I spent much of my life thinking I was ugly. I know intellectually (finally) that I'm not (though I'm hideously obese so I also know intellectually that I AM... something like that). In any case... by and large, I'd rather people imagine me as they'd like me to be, so I'm not sure why I'm choosing to celebrate my 63rd birthday by posting pictures of increasing deterioration, but I guess it's some kind of Spirit dare.... or lack of anything else to post... who knows what makes my mind work...


high school...

So these are scenes from a life still in process. Process of a sort anyway.... stuck but moving....

My hippy phase.... I was such a dull nerd
But I aspired to be a hippy...

I do sometimes mourn what might have been. I wish I had understood earlier in life that my brother was a psychopath, that my mother was wrong about my body and my sexuality, that my father was a kind man, but a drunk.

This was one of the only times in my life when I
felt comfortable tucking my shirt in... Alas, my
mother had programmed me to feel fat always.
So it goes.

It makes me sad that there was so much potential that was wasted.... and it was wasted. There's no much denying that. Not that I'm a waste. I don't think that any more, though I did for a long time. But I think, freed from the bonds of toxic shame and self-hate, of insecurity, that I might have made a mark in the world. I might have found love, had children. I might have enjoyed being in a body.

probably my favorite ever picture of me

I might not have become disabled physically or mentally.... but who knows.... maybe this was my destiny. Maybe I would have wound up in the same place in any event. It doesn't really matter in the end because I am who I am. Neither the worst nor the best human in the world, but one who does the best she's able with who she is.


in AZ holding my great niece...
she's 9 now!

I think my sister's children love me. I know Diana does. I love them, which is what really matters, I guess. They are awesome.

this picture was taken by a professional photographer
named Corinne Botz about 5 years ago
as part of a photo study of
agoraphobics. I was her first subject.
way too realistic for my taste


Life has blessed me with many kind friends, an awesome therapist, kind neighbors, a home of my own (really! who would ever have dreamed that was possible!)....I'm pretty darned lucky and pretty grateful to be alive.... and to have made it through another year.

another of Corinne's photos -
with my reiki bear Raphael

Some things I'm grateful for today.

  • life
  • friends
  • showers
  • laughter
  • photographs
  • cooler (a little) temperatures
  • another birthday

the most recent photo of me - taken about 2 years ago

Happy Birthday to me
and to all my fellow 7/10 arrivals
and
A Very Merry Unbirthday to everyone else!

8 comments:

quilly said...

Happy Birthday, Raven!

Gwei Mui said...

Happy Birthday. Hope you're having a fab day :)

DawnTreader said...

Happy Birthday, Raven!
I sort of fell out of fiction-writing inspiration a while back as you might have noticed... Too many things going on - with myself and computers and friends and family.
Right now we're in a heat wave here too; and my dad is in hospital, and then on to a short-stay nursing home, and we don't know if he'll be able to go back home again.

Janie B said...

Your post reminds me of my latest post about going back in time to change events to make the present better. It might be nice, but who knows if the difference you make would be better or worse. Your life is what you make it after all outside events have done their worst. Happy Birthday, Raven. Make it your best ever! You deserve happiness.

Diana said...

One of your best posts ever. Hope you are having a wonderful birthday. I love you! You've been a fantastic aunt all my life!

Argent said...

Happy Birthday!

Your post touched loads of chords in my own life. I have a thing about my looks and being photographed - have always felt myself to be ugly. now I'm somewhat overweight as well, and fighting it.

I once read a phrase in a book called Declarations of Independence, by J Hockenberry, a wheelchair-bound journalist who decided to be a war correspondant. Can't remember it exacly but he said something about the "forks in the road" of life being "monogrammed forks" - i.e. all our life choices are personal to us and make us what we are. You've clearly grasped this yourself. I for one, am extremely glad you're around. your wordzzles and daily reminders are now part of my routine.

Don't Feed The Pixies said...

happy birthday belatedly

Hope it was a good one and your birthday cake didn't get scoffed by any hungry pixies

The Bug said...

I don't know how I missed this post, but apparently I did. I'm so glad you wrote it. I think you were a lovely young woman - & I don't think you are ugly at all. In fact, it seems that you look much younger than your age - really!

I'm not comfortable with the way I look right now - but I decided that if I really wanted to I could fix it - & not fixing it isn't an excuse to not let people see me as I am. They can get over it if they don't like it LOL!

Hope your birthday was great!