Thursday, May 21, 2009

Marcia

I meet an interesting lady today. Her name is Marcia. She's 52.

She started to ask me questions because she noticed that I had an Ipod Nano. Odd way to make a friend, but it's me. She asked me a few questions about the device, technology, and me. After a while we just talked about everything under the sun. It was pretty nice. In my opinion, she was a dynamic, retro, inspiring woman that knows her stuff. She had a few dozen ideas that were just amazing.

I talked to her about Mom, my views of life, a few of my theologies, my goals, school, life situation, my illnesses, and even my wierd love for children. Ironically it all made sense to her. Or so she said :S

When it came time to say goodbye, she said that I was an interesting, animated, well rounded, young woman. This coming from a lady that has meet dozens upon dozens of people, I'm not going to be think she's bluffing. I made me feel wierd inside.

Mainly because we talked about social life. When I meet someone, I tell them straight up about myself. I give them all I've got. If they dont like the heat of the fire, get away. I am myself, don't change me because I am hapy with who I am. You can guide, encourage, and suggest. But you will not change me. I am me, and if you love me, you will love me for all that I am. Illness, family, stress, tears, mania, energy, and keener person that I am. If not, why bother? I'm not just going to be one person that's dull. That's not who you meet. I know it's not.

It was a personal growth. We talked about cognitive therapy. About youth. About life. Things that a few of my peers don't realy understand. Things that really I shouldn't understand.

At camp (jump topics!) I felt a little out of place. Given that I'm a leader, I felt that first off that's what I should be. But I was a youth, a Rover. So trying to develope that mind set was difficult. I got mixed a reviews about my age. The Ventures and Rovers thought I was 17/18 (hehe.. I fit right in...), and the leaders thought I was anywhere from 23-28 (a little old, but that's ok, just means I'm mature right?). It seemed like a great compliment. It means I have the two faces down pack. It also means that I've spent too much time being grown up and not enough being a kid. :P

I dont regret my life, and thats something that I have to stress. Because if I did, then, in a round about way, I'd regret being the person I am now. Because of Personal growth. Because it's part of what shaped me. I'm defining what spirituality means to me, given that it's a big part of Scouts (Scout's own). It's a little awkward but also very refreshing.

And all of this was discussed in far greater depth then what I have just typed of course. In 30 mins. I have Marcia's number, and she has mine. I feel another Abbey coming into my life. <3

(I dont discriminate people or friends due to age. Everyone has something to give, even if they dont know it.)

Thank you Marcia for taking the bold step to talk to me today.

~Kimberly