Pretty little girl
don’t you know you’re worth so much more
than the boy who has left you
crying behind your bedroom door?
Pretty little girl
you may not have a heart of gold,
but one made of Rubies,
pretty and bold,
and you know what they say:
My look how those rubies shine,
gems bright as the day.
Pretty little girl
don’t lock yourself away
or let your life depend on him,
don’t listen to what others say
or let your mind paint life so grim.
Pretty little girl
you have so much to offer the world,
funny and smart,
charge at life with wings unfurled,
equal parts sweet and tart,
don’t go about life with both fists curled.
Pretty little girl
you are not little anymore,
you are capable and strong,
you have blessings in store,
hold that promise in your heart like a song.
~By Liz Austin 2018
Two sisters born from the same womb
more alike than they know
but their hearts closed off like tombs
never allowing their love to show.
Anger and resentment
powerful feelings that block
peace and contentment.
Two sisters who carry pain
who battle themselves every day
their anger a permanent stain
on any happiness that would choose to stay.
Two sisters wage internal wars
while outwardly fighting each other
nothing but bitter words and closed doors
refusing to forgive one another.
Two sisters, two tortured souls
similar experiences, similar woes
if only they could learn to forgive
they may find a better way to live.
Two sisters who could help each other
but neither willing to let go
of the bitterness and hatred that smothers
any love that tries to flow.
One day, when years have gone by
they’ll mourn all the lost time
they’ll look back and sigh
and see their anger as a crime.
~ By Liz Austin 2018
Is it ok to send out Christmas cards when you're single?
I was recently talking to a friend and I had mentioned that I had just received my Christmas card order, which led her to reveal that she has actually never sent out Christmas cards. Being the Christmas fanatic that I am and knowing that she also loves the holiday, I was shocked. Her reason? She wanted to be able to send one of those cute, specialized ones from Shutterfly or somewhere else, with the collage of photos or just one festive family photo, but she didn't feel like she could because she didn't have a family yet.
I realized that this was just yet one more thing that women tend to put off "until they have a family". I've spoken to so many ladies who put off a great deal of activities and milestones "until they have a family". They feel they can't do these things until they are married. Why do women feel like their life isn't complete until they have a husband?
Society is such a strong force in this notion. For hundreds of years, women have been told that their worth is tied up in their families. They're told that they need to get husbands and have children before their life purpose is completed. That's a lot to lay on a girl's shoulders...… it's also a bunch a bull.
I have been sending out Christmas cards, the store bought kind that comes in a box, for a few years now. I started around age 24, when I realized that I didn't have to wait until I had a husband to enjoy simple activities. This conversation came at an interesting time, as I had decided earlier this Fall that I was going to put together my own cards via Shutterfly and send them out this year, instead of the store bought ones. I told my friend this and she was surprised. She wanted to know how I put together a card without having photos of a husband and/or kids. She couldn't fathom the idea of being able to make Christmas cards when you're single. Isn't that odd?
I told her that I just picked two pictures of me that I liked and that were semi festive. I picked one that I had taken earlier this Fall of me in a sweater standing by my favorite white birch. The other one of me that I picked was actually taken on Christmas day last year. It had snowed over night so everything was covered in a fresh blanket of snow, the sun was shining, and I was wearing a Christmas sweater. Ya can't get more festive than that. ;) I also chose three pictures of my dogs, who as far as I am concerned are my kids. One of them each, separately, and another of them in their Christmas sweaters together that I took last year. It was fun and simple.
I even got to choose what I wanted the card to say. I typed out a festive greeting and one of my favorite Bible verses about the birth of Jesus, and then went on to pick out the envelope and the inside insert. I picked a darker red envelope that would match my card and a red and gold design for the inside insert, and hit the order button. Easy peasy.
I don't think I'm lacking anything simply because I'm not married or don't have kids. I don't think my Christmas card is hurting due to my lack of husband/kids either. I actually think it's darn cute. I have two beautiful dogs featured on my card, what more could ya want. ;) I told her as much and even sent her a picture of my card to show her how it turned out. I encouraged her to make her own and send them out. Why wait? There's no time like the present, especially when it comes to doing fun things.
The moral of this story is twofold: 1) Don't let stupid societal standards and beliefs keep you from enjoying your life and partaking in activities. Have fun and live life! 2) I also get to share my Christmas card with you all! Yay! ;)
P.S: To those who are on my Christmas card list. My card are all addressed and ready to send out (I know, I'm ridiculous), I'll probably send them out shortly after Thanksgiving. :)
Today is November first. For thirteen days this has been a rather gloomy, rough day. Today is the anniversary of my Grandmother's death. This year marks an interesting anniversary, as it is the thirteenth year she has been gone. My grandmother has officially been gone as long as I knew her.
I was thirteen years old when she passed away. I knew her for only thirteen short years. Now, here's she's been gone for thirteen years. Some days it doesn't seem possible that she's been gone that long, others it feels like a whole other lifetime since she was with us.
I always find it odd how easily life can keep going on after someone so important in your life dies. The days keep coming and going, life keeps moving forward without them. My grandmother would have been 89 this month. I always wonder what she would've been like today. What she'd think about the world, what she'd think about her grandchildren? I'd love to be able to sit down and talk to her now, as an adult. I'd love to talk to her about all the serious stuff we wouldn't have talked about when I was a kid. I'd love to listen to all the stories she could tell and would make sure I'd remember all of them, maybe even record them, as now the memories of her stories are starting to fade.
Thirteen years wasn't nearly long enough...…… but then again, in a case like this, I don't think any amount of years would have been enough. So instead of dwelling on the years lost, I shall remember the years we had with her. The stories, the smells, the food, and be glad that I was able to know her, even for a short while.
Thirteen years Gram, and I still miss you.
Born and raised in Upstate NY, Liz is a freelance writer. She has written for websites, blogs, and magazines for the last 10 years. She works as a freelance writer and editor, as well as a proofreader and beta reader for several authors, all the while working on her first book.